Hmm… where am I?
Cynthia observed her surrounding with her hazy eyes and only rain greeted her beautiful pair of eyes while she could feel a man voice outside of the car.
A lightening caused by thunder made her a bit conscious and she stared around. Inside the car, she was alone while no one was in the front seat neither in the back.
Did Zina kidnap me?
She placed her hand on her chest while wondering, her eyes widened. The girl was still drunk to assume the situation with a clear head.
Yes, this must be the case. She must has recognized my hair and weird eyes color and thought of kidnapping me or maybe that fool of a guy told her everything with a wish that she will help him.
"Fucking stupid brat!" she swore and tried to open the door. "Ha? It opened so, easily? What were the kidnappers thinking? Were they unaware of the fact that the door needs to be locked?
