KYLIE's POV
I woke up in a dimly lit room, with my body vaguely hurting. I wanted to sit up, but I knew that would require great effort, and my strength was too depleted for it. So I simply lay there waiting to feel better. But I wasn't sure I was going to be feeling anytime soon.
I looked around at the unfamiliar room and spotted a familiar face framed in a picture.
"Elijah." I sighed. Of course, it was his room. He had brought me here. I closed my eyes trying to remember the events of the past couple of hours. It was terrible really, being dragged by the strange men. I had tried to put up a fight, but there were three of them, and one hit my head from behind, causing me to pass out.
Eventually, I had woken up in a dingy, musky dark room, with more men. I should have been scared, but
