Aliya’s POV

“Let go of me!” I screamed, struggling to break free from the closing darkness.

“Stop screaming, Aliya. It’s just me,” a very familiar voice said, making my stomach twist even more in fear.

I didn’t know if that was an attempt to make me struggle less, but if it was, then it was horrible as hell.

Suddenly, the lights flickered on, and I was met with the stupid face of my lying, cheating, ungrateful bastard of an ex-boyfriend, Philip.

My fear twisted into disgust and anger as I continued to struggle against his grip.

“Of all the people who could think to kidnap me, it can’t be you....