Khalifa's POV
I didn't pass out, I couldn't close my eyes. Blinking was a bit difficult, so I stared right ahead.
We were all in a room.
Ever since I was taken away from that woman, I have literally lost all communications with the outside world, so there was no way for me to know if the black American spa guy had gone ahead with his threat or not.
There was no way for me to know what was going on with Aliyah's family or if God had answered my prayers and made that b***h get burnt beyond recognition in a house fire.
I didn't know where I was either, most likely because I didn't ask. While I feared for the worse, we haven't been treated badly here.
And by we, I meant myself and the four other girls in the room with me. We haven't been let allowed to see the outside through the w
