B I A N C A It’s been three days of being locked in this boathouse with Adrian and Laura. Three days of fear, of hunger, of uncertainty. Adrian had tried to force himself on me a few more times, but I always managed to fight him off, to delay him with my words, with my defiance. But I knew I couldn't hold out forever. Then, on the fourth day, something changed. The tension in the boathouse was thick enough to cut with a knife. Adrian had been pacing back and forth for the last hour, a restless energy radiating from him."He's stalling," he snarled, running a hand through his hair. "He's been stalling for days. What the hell is he playing at?""He's just trying to find a way to save himself," Laura said, her voice laced with a bored impatience."No," Adrian said, shaking his head. "It's more than that. I can feel it. He's up to something."His phone buzzed, a message from an unknown number. He snatched it up, a grim expression on his face. He stared at the screen for a long moment,
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