“Ugh,” Amaya touched her head, the pain from earlier still throbbing, clinging sounds follow as her hands moved. Her lungs felt suffocated when she noticed the awful and foul smell surrounding her. She tried opening her eyes but they felt like leads and the pound in her head wasn’t helping.
“Finally waking up beautiful?” her eyes snapped open when the voice registered and felt a dread fill her. Lionel, in all his glory, was standing next to her, eyeing her like a prey. A wave of panic wash over when she noticed his clothes.
The taxi driver! She cursed, there was a bad feeling when she entered the car. If not for the urge of running away, she would have exited the car. A stupid decision to run away indeed… how did it turn out like this…
“Surprised Aya?” she hated that name. “No! Now wher
