Adira pov.
Frustration. That is the only thing I was feeling. I should have fought harder against those attackers. This is ridiculous. God knows for how long they had kept me in this place. When I woke up, I was blind folded and tied up well enough so that I couldn’t move a muscle.
There were people around me. I could hear their faint voices. Perhaps I was kept in a closed room after they kidnapped me from the house. I had tried numerous times to break free, but the ropes that tied me were just too tight. My struggles only made it worse.
I could sense that few people entered and left the room I was kept in every now and then, but they didn’t say or do anything to me. If I could speak, I would have tried to talk to them. But the cloth tied on my mouth made it impossible.
I knew a lot
