Zoey's POV:
“You shouldn’t let her go” he screamed at me.
“Leave me” I said as I tried to pull away from his hold.
“You b***h. You think she can escape, right?” he asked as he held my face and slapped my cheek harder. But it didn’t hurt. As I remember, it’s been 168th days, I been kidnapped by him.
I smirked at him as he slapped me and pushed me down and kicked me on my side vigorously. I feel numb of his hits, it doesn’t hurt anymore.
He pulls my hair and makes me look at his face and leans to kiss me harder as always.
He pulls away and licks the blood on my cheek with his tongue. He stood as he walked away from me and looked at me. I smirked at him and knew deep down I knew, soon I would be leaving this place, because….
“You think that b***h yellow escaped and got help to rescu
