Allison's POV:
I was sitting in the car, quietly with my heart still racing and my body still shivering with fear. My eyes were all wet since the tears leaving my eyes couldn't get down to my cheeks because of the blindfold. I was being kidn*pped. kidn*pped! Since I was born, I've always dreamt of good things in life. A house of my own, a car of my own, a dog and a successful career. Sometimes, I also dreamt of a guy who I would love the most and who would love me the most. I had a beautiful vision in front of me for my life. I was always an optimist and therefore, the idea that I would be kidn*pped by a mafia boss someday was never ever there. In fact, who would think that? Who would imagine being kidn*pped? Who would not think of a good life for themselves? I continued to cry thinking
