I stare at the dirty ceiling with boredom feeling fear and confusion creeping at my heart giving me goosebumps as every second passes by with me tied to the chair.
This is officially the second day with my stomach growling for food and my hands and legs feeling sore as a result of staying in one seating position for so long.
I squirm on the chair in discomfort, time tick by with every second since Blake left me here going after the other phase of his plan.
I gaze at the floor trepidly not finding any solution to the problem at hand, I feel helpless with all this new information, I don't know if it right to be scared, brave or just... How did I get to this point away from my baby, away from my new life and plans.
I blink back the tears cursing myself for being so weak " please God don't let any harm come to my baby, my family, friends and... Chance, please keep a watchful eye on my baby" I say as my body quake with sobs.