The night felt darker than usual. The moon was hidden behind thick clouds that looming over the night sky, only providing enough light to reveal the cobblestone path beside the inn.
The cold air stung the skin, carrying the scent of rain that seemed to threaten to fall at any moment.
The narrow alley beside the inn looked like a dark hole that would swallow anything that fell into it. Zayn stood frozen at the end of the alley, his breath hitching as his eyes caught Eliza's figure.
She wasn't standing or waving like usual. No. Eliza was being dragged, her body struggling, her hands tied behind her back roughly. The dazzling smile that used to hung on her face is no longer there.
Her feet dragged on the ground, leaving a trail on the cobblestone path. One of the masked men cruelly pulled Eliza's dark hair, forcing her to lift head.
"Eliza!" Zayn shouted, his ragged voice tearing through the silence of the night.
