Even with her eyes blindfolded, she can tell that she isn’t alone. It feels like it has been an hour or more since she was carried and placed somewhere. Probably in Cal’s bedroom as was instructed. The thought of being in his room, waiting for him, and at his mercy makes her skin crawl. That son of a b***h. He had warned her that she would be his, but she had never thought it would really happen.
There is a presence in the room with her. The person doesn’t move around much that she can tell, but every now and then she will hear them clear their throat or move from one side of the room to the other. She can tell there is a window to one side of her. It seems lighter when she turns her head in that direction.
Is there anything she can do to get herself out of this situation? Maybe she can
