VIOLETS POV
It was supposed to be me just opening the door to take in our food and as I was pretty much already starving, I excitedly walked towards the door.
Only for me to open it and instead of a hotel staff holding a tray of food with a smile on her face, i was met with an unfamiliar man, having nothing but a knife in his hand, a deep frown on his face.
Before I could open my mouth to say a word or even take a step backwards, he moved towards me in a flash and shoved the knife deep into my neck, earning a scream from me right before I fell into unconsciousness.
Now, probably a couple of hours or days later, I finally opened my eyes, my head immediately feeling heavy. I looked around me, the memory of how I pretty much got kidnapped rushing back, a new wave of fear doing the same.
