When Heather finally came to her senses, she was already in the car.

Somehow, she recalled being kidnapped as a child. It was clear that those memories were already very vague, but now they seemed to be gradually clear.

“Heather, I’m sorry...” Leila cried as she apologized.

“It’s okay, Leila, don’t think too much. Don’t scare yourself. I don’t think... they’ll do anything bad to us,” Heather whispered.

She wasn’t consoling Leila, but she really thought the people who ...