Darin has offered me his clothes to wear and allowed me to take a shower in his bathroom and I am grateful that I got rid of the dress I was wearing. I finally feel like I’ve escaped him and it makes me feel better. I feel my wet hair drip on my back, as I scrunch my hair with a towel to dry it out. As I sit on the chair next to the table, dressed in a huge black t- shirt and sweat pants, I watch him make diner.
“So are how did you get here?”, He asks as he stands over the store wearing an apron stirring the food.
“Believe it or not but I was kidnapped and as we speak I’m hiding from my kidnapper, he didn’t want me to leave his side. He claimed to love me so much that he wanted me by his side all the time.