SERA
“Who is there!” I yelled out for the fiftieth time since I was blinded and dropped in a room like some sack. I frowned when I didn't get a reply again and touched my blindfold which seemed like removing it was going to be a war.
The room suddenly opened and I sat up and listened to the footsteps. There were two people, I noted then.
“I told you not to hurt her,” a familiar voice scolded and I frowned, internally trying not to believe he was the owner of that voice.
“Marcus?” I whispered and he sighed deeply, it was him! “Are you sick?” I suddenly yelled and tried to get up. “What has come over you?”
He walked closer and held me hard then. “Take it easy, Sii,” he whispered and the name suddenly disgusted me. “You’ll hurt yourself.”
“And you didn't think of that before blindfol
