Nadine Pov
As I sat on the porch, the hot coffee in my hand warmed me. But the cold sweat running down my back only made me shiver.
I still remember that day like it was yesterday. It was my 10th birthday, a day that should have been filled with joy and laughter but instead turned into a nightmare.
My parents had planned a small gathering at my grandfather's house, where all of my family members were eagerly waiting to celebrate with me. Before heading over, we stopped at the bakery to pick up my favorite cake. As my parents went inside to collect the cake, I waited outside, excited for the day ahead.
Suddenly, a group of men wearing masks approached me. My heart started racing as fear crept in. Before I could even react, they grabbed me and threw me into their van. The sound of the
