Rachel POV
Dorney and Gus left as soon as the call with Richard Campbell was over.
Not only had my adopted father -the man who had raised me as his own child- been responsible for taking me by force from my home: my birth father had been involved too! Why were they betraying me? Was there something wrong with me to make my parents not care?
I'd cried for a few minutes before pushing my emotions down.
Tears wouldn't free me or help me.
I concentrated on sipping my ice water to make it last. Gus had said he would bring me crackers. I wasn't hungry or nauseated, but I really wanted to have the comfort of food available to me just in case.
If my fathers were behind my a*******n, who knew what they were capable of doing?
They might think it was humane to let me die of starvation or deh
