A R I A N A
The cab stopped at the old, crumbling warehouse my heart was pounding so hard it hurt, I paid the driver and got out, my legs feeling like jelly.
Before I could even take a step, two big men grabbed me they were my father’s guards.
“Let me go! I need to see my son!” I screamed, fighting against them.
They didn’t say a word.
They just dragged me inside the dark, cold warehouse, the smell of oil and dust made me cough.
They took me to a small, dirty room and pushed me inside, one of them tied my hands behind my back with a rough rope.
It bit into my wrists.
“Where is my son?” I cried. “Where is Asher?
Please just take me to him, I’ll give you anything you want” I pleaded
They ignored me and walked out, locking the door behind them.
I was left alone, tied up and sca
