Khloe's P.O.V.
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I woke up the next morning alone. For the very first time, no one was there. No one woke me up either. That's never happened. Not since I was kidnapped.
I rubbed my eyes, and sat up in my bed. Why would they leave me alone? What time is it?
I swung my legs over the side of my bed, and stood up. I had just started to stretch when someone burst through my door. I jumped, and then my eyes connected with Zofia's.
"Khloe," She said fanatically.
"What? What's going on?" I asked her.
Zofia gave me a pained look.
"What's wrong?" I asked sternly.
"Th-they're gone!" She shouted. "They left! Sometimes really early!"
"Okay, okay," I said as I rushed to her.
I put my hands on Zofia's shoulders.
"Breathe." I said as I breathed with her.
Zofia
