chapter 34
Sofia’s POV Cold water splashed against my face. I gasped and jolted awake, my breath hitching painfully in my chest. The smell hit me next—stale, dirty, disgusting. My eyes burned as I blinked rapidly, trying to understand where I was. “What the—” I stopped. Standing in front of me was an old man with a large belly, his lips curled into an ugly smirk. My heart dropped straight into my stomach. The memories rushed back all at once—the club, the bathroom, the slap, the darkness. Oh God. I looked around quickly. The place was empty, dim, unfamiliar. And then I saw him—the second man—leaning against the wall, watching me like I was nothing more than entertainment. I had been kidnapped. While my mind was still racing, one of them chuckled. “Hey, little girl,” he said mockingly. “You
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