Sherry's POV- Hereafter

It felt like I was falling down a glass tunnel. I could see glimpses of my life, flash across it's mirror-like surface.

It was as if my life was playing before my eyes but in a reverse model.

I could see the incident with Beck, my moments with Ryan, the days spent before that, me getting kidnapped, my first meeting with Ryan, my struggles with my dad, my miserable college life, followed by my school days. It kept going back and back till I saw myself as a baby in my dad's arm, in the same cave where he was murdered.

And the moment that flashed after that were those of me getting taken away from my mother, who was lying unconscious in a hospital. Beside her was a man, who held her hand fondly. Definitely a spouse or a partner. The father of her child who was getting elated and was being congratulated for becoming a new father.

So, the man I loved my whole life as a parent, was my kidnapper?

Luckily, I wasn't in a state to feel any emotions and it was much easier that way. It was s