My feet pound the pavement while I hurry down the sidewalk. My heart pounds heavily in my chest, beating so fast that I can barely breathe properly. This isn't going to work. I don't know why I thought that we could make it work.

I can't believe I've been stupid enough to actually get kidnapped. What if he doesn't come for me? What if he never comes for me? What if he thinks that I'm dead and buried under that damn mountain? What if someone finds me? I don't have money to buy a plane ticket, so I have no way out of here. Maybe if I could sneak out...