Olivia’s POV
“Look at you, I can’t believe how you’ve grown, you’re like a grown woman now”, dad beamed speaking in an unfamiliar voice, it was strange, he sounded like he had not seen me in years
“Get in the car, let's go somewhere and talk”
“No, I don’t want to go with you”
His expression changed and he furrowed his eyebrows, as he grabbed my arm squeezing tight, “come now sweetheart listen to daddy”, he growled through clenched teeth
“No, let go of me…Zack help!” I screamed waking myself up, and found that I was tied to a chair in a small room, no bigger than a walk-in closet
“Ow”, I groaned, unable to move my head, because of the splitting headache that was caused by my father when he hit me over the head with his gun,, “that person can’t be my father, but if he’s not my father t
