ANASTASIA’S POV

I could feel a dull, persistent throb banging through my skull as I slowly regained consciousness. The last thing I could remember before passing out was the driver stopping to check the tires, and the car was suddenly filled with fumes that knocked me out.

From where I was, I could hear muffled and distant voices. I could feel my eyes covered by blindfolds, so opening my eyes was pretty much useless.

I tried to move my wrists, but they were tightly bound behind me. The rough texture of rope dug into my skin with every slight movement.

I tugged once, then twice, getting frustrated as I realized...