SERENA’S POV

I barely slept at all last night, Richard Miller's threats replaying in my mind over and over. I also didn’t let anyone at home know that I was kidnapped so that they didn’t need to worry about anything.

By the time sunlight started peeking through my curtains, I gave up any pretense of sleep. My head pounded as I dragged myself out of bed, but I ignored it. I couldn’t wait to get to work and confront Bianca, because just maybe she had some way to explain all this.

As I hurried out the door, Mom called after me. "Serena, are you all right?"

I forced a smile...