Venessa's pov.

Driving back home, my little brain still couldn't register what was happening. Everything's happening too fast. First I met up with Andrew, got myself kidnapped and beaten up and now I'm being dropped off to my home, which is really considerate of them. They could have left me all alone on the streets in the dark but they didn't.

Too caught up with my own thoughts, I didn't realise that Andrew was talking to me until he placed his hand on top of mine ...