Kathy's POV
"Please, sir. It's been 2 weeks. Just tell me. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you. My family would be worried about me, please sir!" I begged.
But again, the masked guy dropped the food, laughed and left without saying a word.
I sat there, wondering how long this will continue.
It's been 2 weeks since I was kidnapped into this building. I've been stuck in this room for the past 2 good weeks now.
God!
I would sometimes cry. Other times, I just walked around. The room was almost empty. Good thing there was a bathroom where I could bathe. I would have been very uncomfortable.
I begged him to tell me what he wants. It's been two weeks. My family must be worried sick about me. Especially Ann. I wondered what would be on her mind now. She gets worried over every lit
