#Chapter22
1095 Days-01
ABBY
He takes my hand and presses the liquor cabinet, then it swings open. The door looks like it can only fit one person.
/"Well, that’s new. What I’ve seen are bookshelves./"
/"Yeah, you’re right. The liquor cabinet is my passage. So, can we keep it as our secret?/" He winks at me, and instead of giggling, I smile and bite my lip.
/"Sure, when one of us is dead./"
/"Funny. Can we not talk about death?/" He’s still holding my hand, and I can’t help but tighten the grip as it feels good. He closes the door behind me and flicks the light open.
/"Watch your step. The stairs are narrow, and with your heels like that, you might miss them./" He let go of my hand, and I hold on to the handle of the spiral stairs.
/"Thanks for the heads up, bad boy. Where are you taking me, anyway? Are we treasure hunting? Do you happened to have a gold mine down here?/" I ask while my eyes are wandering out of curiosity
