LOGINAshley’s POVIt felt like I had been talking for hours, and my throat felt parched, but Janet was right. Even though I had just done what my captors warned me never to do, I felt much better now that I had told Janet all about it.“That was when you showed up on my doorstep that fateful night, years ago, and claimed that you had been sick, but didn’t have the funds to treat yourself, wasn’t it?” Janet asked, her eyes red from crying.I nodded and wiped at my own eyes, trembling. I still remember that day like it was yesterday. Janet had taken me in without question, and nursed me back to health, until I could stand on my own two feet. I was forever indebted to her.Both of us were silent for a while, each person lost in their own thoughts, and after a while, Janet spoke again.“So you believe that it’s those people who are sending the threats? You think they could have found out that you’re back in the city?”“I honestly think so. I don’t know what else to think. Maybe they found out
Ashley’s POVThe day of my release was the first time since my incarceration that I would set my eyes on the sun. It nearly blinded me with its intensity.Needless to say, but I was in a terrible state, and was clearly suffering from several mineral deficiencies, even though I was given supplements now and then while I was in the dungeon.I could barely hold myself up, but when I remembered from where I was coming, and how if I didn’t leave fast enough, I might find myself straight back there, strength came from nowhere, and I dragged my abused body along.I knew I looked a terrible sight, with my extremely frail and fragile body, plus I looked as white as a ghost, so I kept my head down and walked as hurriedly as my spindly legs would carry me, so that no one I knew would see me.Luckily enough, the streets were quite deserted, and the few people I ran into didn’t spare me a glance. Jeff and I had paid a full year’s rent just a few days before my arrest, so by my calculations, we we
Ashley’s POVI listened in disbelief as they explained the so-called compromise. There was no way they were serious, and yet, I had no other choice but to accept their terms.After all, I couldn’t very well walk out and leave, could I? One of the men started to explain what they were talking about.“The solution to this unfortunate situation is this. You're going to remain here in place of your boyfriend, you know, just long enough to pacify the family of the dead guy and the bereaved community. I would say your stay should last around six more months, and then you’ll be released. You should take this offer, because if you're counting on your boyfriend to come and pay for his crime so that you’ll be freed, then I’d advise you to stop waiting.”“Jeff obviously doesn’t know I’m here. If he knew, he would have turned himself in to the police. I know he would." I defended Jeff, but my defense sounded weak even to my own ears. The man scoffed and spoke again. “So, where does he think you
Ashley’s POVFor a moment, relief washed over me so strongly that I nearly collapsed. Jeff was alive! He had somehow been luckier than I and had managed to get away from these monsters.All this while, I had been tormenting myself with horrible thoughts of what might have happened to him, but he got away. The feeling of relief didn’t last at all. One of the men continued talking in his somber and clinical tone.“The man your boyfriend beat up succumbed to his injuries. He died yesterday morning.” He informed me.The words didn’t make any sense to me at first, because I was still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Jeff was somewhere out there, whole, hale, and hearty.“Died? I don’t understand …” I trailed off, my voice barely audible, as what the man just said slowly began to dawn on me. I immediately began to feel sick. This wasn’t going to be good at all.“You don't understand what it means for someone to die? That man has been in the hospital this whole time, and a lot of
Ashley’s POVI waited that way for several hours, and during that time all I could think about was Jeff. If these evil people could treat me the way they were doing for a crime I didn’t commit, and one I wasn’t even a hundred percent sure that Jeff committed, then heaven knew what they were doing to him.Despite my situation, soon hunger pangs began to gnaw at my stomach. I hadn't had anything to eat all day because I was so busy with laundry that I kept postponing having my breakfast.This meant that the last time I tasted food was sometime around the previous evening, which would make it a day since I last had anything to eat, and now I felt dizzy from hunger.Unfortunately, nobody came with food, or at least, even water. It was just as if they had forgotten they locked me up in there. My stomach cramped, my head throbbed with a headache, and I called for someone … anyone to come, but no one did.That first day passed, and still, I was all alone and running out of my mind. Then anot
Ashley’s POVA flashy car was idling and waiting for us outside. Even though the man who held my arm was dressed respectably enough, like someone rich, I still did a double-take when I saw the kind of car these people came in.How on earth could ordinary thugs have the money to drive this sleek and expensive-looking car? I hesitated for the fraction of a second, but the man who had his hand on my arm pulled me more insistently towards the car.Some of my neighbors had gathered outside and were now watching the small scene in fascination. I knew that I would be the subject of juicy gossip for the next few days to come.Since I was so embarrassed for the neighbors to see me in this situation, I lowered my head and allowed the man to lead me towards the car.He opened the passenger door for me, like a true gentleman, and I got in and looked around. It was a spacious car, and it smelled really nice.Still, I had a really uneasy feeling about all of this, and I couldn’t wait to sign the un







