He won't kill me right?
He can't till he's satisfied with me.
I don't know.
He is impulsive, impatient and unpredictable.
I looked at the door.
My chance.
One and the only chance.
And I looked back at Ian. He was in deep sleep. He wasn't going to wake up till late in the morning.
I have the whole night.
I could run to any other city. There're a lot of trains running even late night.
Mastering up courage, I concluded.
I stood and quietly made my way to the door.
Before leaving, I grabbed an overcoat and wore it over my nighty.
Just as I left the room, the chilly atmosphere brushed my legs and I winced.
I tip toed to the elevator. I was quick doing so.
Adrenaline was rushing through my veins and I could hear my heart throbbing.
Lub-Dub
Lub-Dub
Lub-Dub
If he wakes up now then I'm finished, literally.
The elevator opened and I made my way out. The staff was still awake.
"Can I be of any assistance mam?", said a professional voice. It was a blonde woman from reception giving me a fake smile.
"Can you show me the way out?"
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I was sitting at the back seat of taxi that was heading to my apartment.
My hands were cold and sweaty.
I can't believe I made it!