Chapter Sixteen: Mama Help Me!

Marianna's POV

The chirping of birds is what woke me from deep slumber. I feel too comfortable, more than I have in days. It must be the bed I'm in. It must be this soft mattress and the plush beddings. It must be Fendi. My eyes flattered open to a bright beautiful day. As far as my eyes can see it's a vineyard. It's beautiful just like the view from my bedroom window back at the Villa!

Vineyard!

I snapped out of the dream. I rubbed my eyes realizing that I'm not in the motel. I'm not with Nate. I'm in a room, a big beautiful room I believe is in Italy because of the vineyard I see. I sat up promptly hurling the white bed sheets aside. This is not my room!

Where am I?

"Maria."

"Mom." I struggled with my tears. "Mommy!" I wanted to run to her but I tripped and fell flat on my belly. When I glanced back i saw my ankle restrained by a chain and metal cuff. This