Elara opened her eyes in a cold room. There was nothing but darkness surrounding her. She realized that she was on the cold and wet floor made of hard large stones. There was no window in the room. When she tried to move, she realized her legs were chained
She could move and stand up but she would not walk away. The events of night filled her mind and she gritted her teeth.
He had taken her. When she was just an inch away from her freedom. He had not come for the papers or anything else. But he had come for her. Why?
The door creaked on the other side and opened. She glared at the man entering the room. She had thought it would be Philip. But it was the burly man who had kidnapped her. He smiled at her, making her eyes squint.
