Amelia's POV.

　　Two whole days have passed and still nothing. Two whole days of being tied to a chair, blindfolded and gagged miserably. The only time I was freed from the tight grip of the chair was when my kidnapper brought food.

　　He was unfamiliar, I was certain I had never seen him before but his features tickled my memory, something about him felt familiar but I couldn't exactly place a finger on what it was.

　　He fed me enough to keep me alive and I ...