Sofia

My anger flared as the car engine roared and we drove out of the school. How dare he? My cheeks still burned with shame, the memory of his smirking face and his utterly inappropriate comment about my nightie replaying in my mind. “You weren’t supposed to make such a comment about my nightie!” I seethed, the words barely audible over the roar of the luxury car.

Had he truly just driven onto university grounds and abducted me in broad daylight?

He didn’t even glance at me, his ...