Chapter 42: Your Last Interview

*Sophie’s POV*

Ugh, God, my head was spinning. I blinked my eyes, trying to make out a blurry image that resembled a man in front of me, when suddenly, I realized I wasn't in my room, and the blurry vision hovering over me wasn't Addy.

My body felt like I had been drugged, and I had difficulty moving.

"Help! Where the hell am I?!” I shouted as panic consumed me.

"You're ok. I promise you, you haven't been hurt and won't be if you do what I say."

My vision had finally cleared, and I could see Richard standing over me. My legs, hands, and legs were cuffed, and I was seconds from passing out as my heart began pounding in fear.

"Oh God, please don't kill me! Help, someone, help me!” I shouted.

Richard leaned forward toward my face and gritted his teeth. "Sophie. Calm down, d*mit! I don't want to hurt you."

"Richard, why are you doing this? How did I get here?" I sobbed.

The last thing I remembered was getting in the car with Richard and him handing me a drink.