Abbey’s POV
What was I thinking! How stupid could I be? I ran from Lincoln! From the only damn protection I had! What about Robyn? Is she still safe? Will I see her again? How will Linc explain where I am? She’s going to be so scared!
My hand’s are now fastened behind my back with what feels like plastic ties, that are so tight they cut painfully into my skin. My feet are stretched out in front of me, also shackled, this time with chains that are padlocked to a ring in the floor of the van, immobilising me,
My mind is going haywire, fear gripping me as I silently berate myself for being such a head strong, stubborn i***t that played right into Demitri’s hands.
I’m dragged back forcibly into the present when Demitri’s fingers slide across my cheek, caressing my skin as his evil smile ta
