Kathy's POV
Wrapped in a black hijab, I walked through the busy airport with Derek, his disguise as an Arab man keeping us under the radar.
Tears welled up behind the veil, my silent cries for help drowned out in the crowd as everyone was hastily getting ready for their flight. The whole place was noisy.
Derek's threat lingered in my mind. He has warned me that if I donas much as panic, he will shoot me dead and he will escape. No one would be able to find him. His threats sounded f*****g serious.
Regret consumed me for entering Derek's car that day. Jeff was right after all. Derek was indeed a monster. They were both monsters. I should have known better than to allow Jeff in my head!
I felt estranged from the man I once believed in. The man I once made a marriage vow with. We had
