Fifteen.

(Lily's POV)

I let myself wander off in my mind, imagining Alphonso calling me from down the stairs. I could see his charming smile; his hair was messy, the way I like it; and he was dressed casually, with a pair of sweatpants and a vest.

I wanted to run into his hands and just feel his embrace.

I fell down the stairs after missing a step.

“Oh, my goodness, are you okay?” I opened my eyes to see a man with his face covered in a ski mask.

I groaned, “I think I'm fine.” I said, as I touched my head, feeling a little lightheaded.

“What did you do?” Another man walked in and saw me lying on the ground. For a moment I thought he was all in my head.

“She slipped, and she just went tumbling down.” The other man replied defensively.

“Get her up, seat her on that chair, and tie her hands behind her back.” Said the other man.

The man who was behind me led me to the kitchen, put me on a chair, and duct taped my hands behind me.

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