Talia POV
My head is pounding and the stale smell of sweat and humidity is filtering to my senses. What the f**k happened? I started thinking about it and then I gasped…
I saw Adam… but it was not him… and with that thought, I jumped out on my feet and looked around. I am inside what looks to be a cell… Damp brick wall, and a metal bar door caging me inside. Inside the minuscule space are a bucket, and an air mattress. There was a flimsy blanket and nothing else.
I scanned my surroundings and the realization that I was taken away from my family and that my life was in danger. f**k! I have never been in this situation, and despite my parents being adamant in my training to be ready, just in case, there is not enough training to prepare you for a real life-threatening situation, like thi
