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Kat's pov

I slowly opened my eyes. I squinted when I noticed the sudden brightness inside the room. I blinked, blinked once more, and blinked one last time. When my eyes got used to the brightness, I suddenly noticed I was inside a room- a vacant room.

Inside the room was a bed, a table beside it, I was sitting on a chair, well tied up is the most appropriate word. Yes, I was tied up on a chair, both of my hands were behind the chair, and were tied with a rope. My feet were stuck like glue on the legs of the chair. My heart accelerated when I remembered those moments before I fainted.

Dylan told me some strange things.

Dylan pointed a gun at my head.

Dylan shoots Aiden in his legs.

And Helena works for Dylan.

My eyes widened when I recalled Aiden's blood gushing out from his legs. Oh my god! He can't be hurt, no...

My eyes searched for a window inside the room, but there was none. I knew my chances of being heard were slim, yet I tried my luck, "Help!. Somebody help me!. Hey, who'