Chapter Seventy-Two
Mason “It’s nearly three in the morning. Where is she?” I’m pissed, confused, and getting really f*****g worried at this point. I don’t know these men at all. For all I know I could still be dreaming or I could have been kidnapped and taken somewhere. My father could be holding me hostage and I’m just laying here like a sack of s**t waiting for him to arrive with whatever agenda he might have for keeping me alive. I’m not typically paranoid but if this past year has reiterated anything in my life it’s that people, even those you should be able to trust the most generally are the most dangerous and untrustworthy. With no one, I know around to give me any information and the only answer I get on Aria is she’s fine and she’ll be here as soon as she can it rubs me w
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