CHAPTER THIRTEEN: ONE WEEK BEFORE THE WEDDING
CHRISTINE'S POV
I AM AT MY PARENT'S HOUSE. When the sun shone brightly in the room, it woke me up from my slumber. I had a hard time opening my eyes. I'd been tossing and turning all night, confident that the lock on my door would be useless to anyone trying to get access. Someone with piercing blue eyes and a vicious demeanor who loved to abduct and drug young women, to be specific. I'd only been able to relax because I knew I had my gun near my drawer.
I rolled over and looked at the plastic ceiling. I couldn't lie in bed and stay in this room if I wanted to find a way out. I needed to get out there and observe, looking for flaws. Make a strategy to get out of there after the wedding. I refuse to live with him.
Are you sure?
I got out of
