Chapter 5

I sat there for what looked like hours, staring at the wall as my body shook uncontrollably. I did not touch the food. I can't eat. I was extremely starving but whenever the image of the rat and the distance of the bullet from my brain flashed in my mind, my system violently shakes.

Until the room wrapped by darkness, my stomach was still churning as my eyes closed.

I laid down on the floor, bringing my knees up to my chest. No pillow or anything. I do not know how long would I stay in this small room. I am sure that Dad already knew that I was held captive in here. And I am not certain if he is even planning to save me.

Nobody will help him to save me. We do not have money to hire people. 

I woke up when I heard a glass shattering on the floor. The light coming from the small bulb was limited. I was still processing my surrounding when I noticed the man who was sitting in the corner. Even though his face is not clear from here, I knew that it was him.

He threw the bottle on the floor without any care. The smell of alcohol attacked my nose. I saw him drinking straight from another bottle.

I did not move. I remained in my position, hugging my knees but my eyes were focused on him.

I saw a glimpse of his chest. He was topless as he was only wearing a pair of jeans.

Just after a few moments, he threw the bottle on the floor again as he stood up.

I noticed that he was walking with difficulty. It was obvious that he was too drunk. He went out of the room and my eyes widened in shock when he did not lock the door.

I immediately pulled myself up from the floor and ran towards the door. I checked if there is people outside.

No one is around.

The fucking asshole was too drunk that he forgot to lock the door. Greval Vresso is wasted right now. Does he do this every night? Drinking and drowning himself with alcohol?

I did not hesitate to leave the room and ran. I just realized that this is the basement of his mansion.

But where are the guards? I couldn't see any. But that is not important at all.

I reached his extravagant dining room. It was a bit dark but I could still see him. Suddenly, he lost his balance. His body fell on the floor. I waited for him to move but he did not.

I thought that he fell asleep but I heard his low moan...

Until I have realized that he was... crying. The sound of his wailing and suffering echoed throughout the house, like he could no longer hold the heartbreak. His gut-wrenching sobs tore through my chest.

No. I should not feel like this. I should not feel any sympathy for him. But my feet seemed to have their own mind as they started to move towards him.

I knelt down beside him, caressing his hair as he continued sobbing like a kid.

"Baby..." He held my hand and kissed it. I felt his wet cheek. "Please, take me away from here."

I started chewing on my lower lip as my eyes welled up with tears when he kissed my hand repeatedly.

"Thank you for visiting me. I love you. I love you so much. I miss you. Please, can I come with you?" His weak voice was too soft in between his sobs.

"Are you okay there? Please, say hi to our daughter. I miss you so much. I feel so alone here, baby. I wish I could hug you right now. Are you taking me with you, baby? I will go with you. I do not want here anymore. I am always alone. You are not here. I do not have anyone to hug. I can't forget about you. I still can't, baby..."

I swiped at my eyes but the tears came any way. I sniffled quietly.

I do not know what has gotten into me but I just found myself wrapping my arms around him. I cried on his neck when his arms snaked around my waist.

"You feel so real, baby. Are you real? Did you come back for me? You are not going anywhere, hmm? Do you feel guilty leaving me alone? I love you. Do you still love me?"

He kept repeating those words but I just let him. I remained in his strong arms. I laid down beside him. He caressed my body as though he was making the most out of it.