Heaven Michaels P.O.V
I woke up in unfamiliar surroundings and my head was killing me, I rubbed my head, groaning and trying to dull the ache. I looked around and I was in a pitch-black room, the only light that I could see was coming from under a door, but I was lying on something soft, maybe a bed. The last thing I remembered was getting ready for my date when there was a knock at the door. I know I opened the door and there was no one there, next thing I know someone had put a handkerchief over my face and then I passed out. Have I been kidnapped? I looked at my clothes to find the same lavender dress I wore for my date. There must have been something on that handkerchief, some sort of drug, chloroform.
"OH MY GOD!" I yelled, as my panic began to rise. The events from five years
