KYLIE's POV
I woke with every part of my body hurting me, at least this time I had not been restrained, but I was kept in someplace that looked like the attic. I heard some rummaging on the side and turned to find a man looking through a small wooden chest. He slowly turned to face me and smiled. But his smile was cold and made my insides churn.
"I wondered when you would finally come to," he said and placed the chest to the side.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice croaky, and that question took great effort.
"Oh, my bad. I should have introduced myself. I am Raul." he said, and I only raised a brow. Was I supposed to know who that was?
"Doesn't ring a bell?" he asked, and I just ignored him. If he wanted to be my captor, then he could be my captor. He didn't have to converse with me while he was at it.
"ah, I see. Your little boyfriend didn't talk about me often. " I turned my head to him when he supposedly spoke of Elijah, and he smiled. Sneered really.