Nica's POV
I have been driving for the past one hour and Ayla hasn't found a single clue yet. She keeps telling me to drive. I'm beginning to think she doesn't know the way there. So, I press my leg on the brake and the car comes to a stop when I saw a lake and then turn my head to look at Ayla.
She looks exhausted and hungry at the same time and there's a knot on her forehead. She's too young to be going through all this. Sold, stolen and controlled that seems worst than my fate except the part where I killed my father. How I hate him, his death didn't change that feeling and it never will. Killing him was an easy way out of it I know that now.
"It's getting dark now. We won't see anything. Rest . We'll continue the drive in the morning. Here's some food in case you're hungry" I toss
