ASTRID'S POV.
I fought hard, but it was really futile. I was at the back of a van, my hands tied behind my back. I looked at the roof, and the girl sat beside me. She placed her head on her knees. As she stared out.
I felt, and I knew that I had failed her. I couldn't say anything to her, so I just looked away.
I left a sign, I threw my mother's necklace on the floor, and I cut a piece of my clothes on the floor before they could fully take me away earlier.
I hope they have found the clues I left and saved both of us from this place. After what felt like an eternity. We arrived in front of a mansion. I could see it from the back as they found a place to park.
The car stopped moving, and I heard stomps and heavy footsteps. The girl held me tight, not wanting to let me go, but
