Time, that is what I won't lose track of this time around. When Alejandro took me, what mostly drove me to the edge of insanity was losing track of time. Not knowing what day it was, whether it was morning or night, made my brain malfunction faster than anything else could have. I will catch a glimpse of any clock or calendar my eyes can capture after this blindfold is off.
After we land, the straps around my wrists are untied, and I can finally feel the blood flow within them. I feel an arm wrap around mine, pulling me up to my feet. I was hesitant at first to take any steps forward, but I did what I had to do. Elijah hasn't said a word and it's slowly making me panic. I'm slowly led down a flight of stairs and helped inside a vehicle, I assume.
"You've been unimaginably quiet. What's on your mind? You can tell me,' his tone of his voice I calm, yet chilling.
