Confusion

Camilla's Pov.

Oh, the pain in my head! Why is this place so dark? Oh no, I'm immobile. Why won't I move? I became anxious. I then realized I was no longer in the restroom. I'm in a moving van's backseat. Mendez will regret it; I can assure you of that. I'm held, hostage. What is this moron currently doing? How did he even manage to get away from Doris and Luca's watchful eyes? I'm attempting to break free of the ropes, but he has them fastened so tightly to my wrists. My legs weren't tied though, so I started kicking around.

"Pay attention, princess. There's no need to throw a temper tantrum right now. I'm not letting you leave. "At least not anytime soon, "Mendez said, laughing hysterically. Only my Doris has the authority to refer to me as princess. I kicked again, this time more forcefully, to get his attention. I want to get out of here. What is he going to do to me, Lord? I'm hoping he didn't take my kids.