{KAYLA}
He chuckles to himself. That's what he does first.
My heart is already breaking, and the bastard is practically laughing like the psycho he is.
"Oh, little sunflower," he finally says as he calms down. "It doesn't matter how many times I was warned, I still underestimated you."
"I know," I rasp, barely any power in my voice.
This does not feel good. Not at all. It was meant to be the moment I find my freedom, my happiness. Where is it?
"Tell me," he says. "Tell me how you did this. I want to see the extent of your scheming little mind."
"You don't need to know." I shake my head. I feel like I might be sick.
"Amuse me. When did you start planning?"
"The… The day you sent Emma to check on me in the bathroom. I took Lucky's number from her phone."
"Huh. What else?"
