OLIVIA
I wake up with a splitting headache, the light is too much. I should just quit drinking. I open my eyes trying to adjust to the light but I'm not in my room. Neither is this my house nor Yassin's. As I try to move my hand to massage the part of my head that's aching I can't move my hands. They are tied.
The f**k.
Wait, my hands are tied.
Why are my hands tied?
I try to move my other hand but it's tied too. I'm actually tied to something, a chair, my hands are tied, my legs are tied. I can't move. Everything comes back to me. I was at the party, Benta called and she put something in my drink and kidn*pped me, that b***h.
"You're awake? Finally." She says and I spot her sitting on a chair at the further corner drinking something.
"You lied to me," I tell her. My voice is barely
