**Savannah's POV**
The next morning I woke up to Bryson banging on my door. "Get up!" He yelled. I heard the latch unlock and his footsteps walking away. I sat up and looked around. I had hoped it was all just some vivid, f****d up nightmare, but no. I really am here. I really was kidnapped by my ex husband.
I got up from bed and went to the bathroom to do my morning routine. I found a new toothbrush and toothpaste, he even brought the face wash I use, along with shampoo and conditioner. f*****g creepy, I didn't know he paid that much attention to what I used. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and headed out the room and down the hall. When I turned the corner I was welcomed with a slap to the face. The surprise of it sent me flying to the wall behind me and I cupped my cheek as tears
