Macy dragged in slow breaths in an effort to calm herself down. Her hands were still tied. It was hard to breath, with her panic rising with ever breath she took. She had been kidn*pped. She had been f*****g kidn*pped. Oh, God what did they plan on doing to her? She couldn’t catch a f*****g breath so save her life.
Her minds choice of words sent a chilling breath down her spine. Oh God she couldn’t breathe. What if her lungs gave up on her and she died? What would she do? Macy didn’t want to die. She hadn’t wanted to die when her life had been s**t, and she sure as hell didn’t want to die now that she was finally seeing everything in her life come together to benefit for.
She had so much to live for, so many things that she wanted to do with her new life. She hadn’t even spent much time
