SELENA'S POV
"Where am I?" I mumbled under my breath as the black cloth, which had once wrapped my head tightly in the van, was peeled away.
A brief moment of light pierced the dim room as my eyes adjusted, taking in my surroundings. A sudden jolt of pain shot through my head, leaving me immobile.
Reality struck me when I noticed the rope around my limbs and hands.
"Let me go!" I cried, struggling to free myself from the restraints. Who could be behind this? Was it Michel?
Michel cannot do this. I had a gut feeling about him, but I never thought he would attempt to kidnap me.
Who else could it be?
"Hello, dear angel," a voice echoed through the room, and the lights flickered back to life.
"How are you?" the voice inquired, this time coming closer as I looked up to
