Stolen Wife

First she was a prisoner to Theodore and now she was trapped

but all it was in this moment was a cold, confining space. Every creak of the flo

he hoped he never found her and it came as no surpri

escape one way or another. Her plan

s desperation to save his sister had clouded his judgment, leadi

r hostage. He hated waking every morning knowing a strange w

and she wasn't interested in releasing her husband's number. He didn't want to hurt her, h

nity. She pleaded that she could not return home and he needed to pl

ave Theresa and as far as he was

ce etched with frustration as he saw the untouch

?" he demanded, "Not that I expect someone like you to u

She refused to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. He didn't l

ising. "You think I need some spoile

motion in her voice. She felt exhausted men

ur husband's number. We ne

ted to yell at him, to cry but all sh

o be a hor

down on the table and glared at her, "what the hell is

bit but Hannah continued to ignore him. She knew that giving

lled her captor. She briefly thought of t

me, woman!" he threatened. "Tell me what I

ere was nothing but anger and she immediately thought

f not to cry. She

t!" She yelled despite the fear she could feel

e would not be a victim. Es

d his mother and his baby sister, never in his life did he t

want to go back home but chose to release her arm inst

oice steady. "You'll have to find your own w

ckles hurt. "You're playing a dangerous game w

ering. She knew she was in danger,

h rather take her own life but till then, she was also determined to

ation grew. He realized that he co

ng. He didn't know what her intentions were but h

's future. Threats did not seem to do any good but he

o her spouse was a mystery to him. But

e. It was already getting hard to explain wh

getting less and

ape plan. She was learning to adapt to her captivit

speration; she was the one in charge

room through the open window. She knew it was a risky move, but she had to try

r chest as she prepared her mind for a jump. She knew t

accustomed to it that she expected it from every

e was also alone and vulnerable. She didn't know where to go or w

r ankle gave way. Her scream was the last t

, and for a moment, she thought of death. Perhap

the darkness took over was the d

ward her was what she saw last b

as R