Chapter Seven.
Kacie
The days passed by quickly, and soon it was already a month since I was forcefully abducted.
I inhaled deeply, as I strolled through the garden one lovely afternoon. It'd become my daily routine, in an order.
Sleep. Eat. Stroll through the garden.
And it began all over again. I patted a purple hibiscus, and bent to inhale its scent. When I was younger, I forced Josh to help me plant a garden full of pretty flowers.
The thought of him induced forlornness which I'd been trying to keep at bay. And the thought of a certain person.
Zayn. I hadn't seen him for days. Especially after our breakfast in the garden, which hadn't ended well.
“Thank you, Ameeyrah,” I said to the pretty-faced maid who accompanied me. She muttered something in Arabic, which I inwardly
