ISLA
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After getting inside my room last night, I crashed immediately.
When I woke up, I realized I was still wearing the clothes that I was kidnapped and ambushed in. I quickly rushed into the bathroom to take a long shower, making sure I scrubbed away the feeling of those men.
I had hated seeing them being shot but the fact that they were dead made me feel better. They had several plans to r**e or sell me, whichever fit their mood the best. If they were still alive, there was a probability they would come back for me since they hated my family so much. The fact that they had watched me for so long was crazy. What would they gain from venting on me?
I shook those thoughts out of my head as the water slid down my body. They were gone. It was over. There was no need to keep thinking
