ROBYN
My eyes began to burn. My chest squeezed like a vise.
“Robyn,” he called my name casually, shutting the door behind him.
“W-what? What am I doing here? W-what are you doing here?” I asked questions, demanding answers. I swallowed hard, taking a step back. “Did you help kidnap me?”
He only shook his head. Something resembling pain crossed his face, but this man was a cold-hearted son of a b***h. He wasn’t capable of emotions.
“Why don’t I believe you?”
“You don’t have to. You’ve been through hell. I called your mother that you’re with me.”
“No. I need to go home. Party is over.” Hot tears slid down my face.
“I know you’re shocked right now. You have to take it easy.”
“Shocked? Take it easy?” I could barely see him through my tears. “I almost got killed if I didn’t follow wh
