[Summer’s POV]
EVERY TIME MY EYES open. I wish I am already dead. I am losing hope of getting out of this darkroom as days come to nights.
I don’t know how long they have locked me up. My body is too weak from fainting countless times. I have already reached the point of giving up. I might be dead before he finds me. They find me.
Thinking of my parents and Storme, I wanted to survive. I need to get out of here. But how? It’s impossible unless someone sees me. Someone heard me.
Alone in this dark room, I am engulfed by the days Storme and I spent together. Those secret getaways we did. The silly petty things we do and our long rides to nowhere.
Seven months of keeping our relationship a secret wasn’t sinister. Storme and I had our own world. But until now, there are questions I wan
