"Could be, but why don't you take me with you to your kitchen and let me prepare something delicious for both of us?" I have told my kidnapper.
From what I have seen, he seems to have been completely thoughtful, because he has remained silent, he has not given me a concrete answer immediately as he is supposed to have told me, I thought for a moment that he could remain silent without saying anything, but finally he had decided to answer.
"Well, that sounds great to me, come on, I'm curious to know that you can cook for both of us" he said with a smile in his eyes.
"Come on" I told him.
I smiled, and we both stood up to then only leave the apartment, my kidnapper has gone ahead of me, but soon, when we decided to walk where he was leading me, I began to feel as if someone was following us with their eyes, like if there were people watching us from their deepest hiding places waiting for the perfect opportunity to come out before our eyes.
