LUNA CHLOE BAXTER.
I had searched every inch of this room, desperately trying to find a way out. The floor was solid stone, no way out there. The window was not only locked but was also completely blacked out. I had tried to smash the glass already, but it was as though I had thrown that chair into a sheet of steel rather than glass. Finally, I had no choice but to admit to myself that there was no way out of here other than through the door. I lay down on the bed, feeling miserable and defeated. My hand rested on my stomach, thinking about the life that was growing inside of me. "Don't worry, baby, your Daddy will be looking for us. He will never give up until we are safe," I whisphered. I knew that it was true, I just hoped that Chris wasn't risking his own life to save mine.
The door
