*BARBIE HEAVENWARD POV* At the Boutique Shop, 8AM. I was brushing my hair when everyone kept urging me to tell the story of the kidn*pped scene like they were just talking about a thrilling drama. Rather than asking if how we are, they asked what the a*******n feels like. Were they out of their mind? Kris poked my back and nudged me with her hip. She said, “Barbie, come on. Tell us. Tell us about what happened in the a*******n case. We really want to know.” “Yes. Yes Barbie. Hurry, tell us.” Celine agreed and quickly sat sideways on the chair and leaned her chin on her palms. I looked at them seriously and said, “If you want to know, why don't you hire someone to kidnap you? I am sure, the feelings are the same. I am tired of talking back about it.” “Why are you so killjoy?” Kris h

