I sighed and looked around the room. I wasn't sleepy at all.
I checked the front door. The rich material looked elegant. I pushed it and to my surprise it opened.
What!!!
Didn't he lock the door!!!
Yes he did!
He did it in front of me!
Then how is it open?
I opened it a bit more and had a look outside. The floor was reserved so it was still empty.
I looked back at Ian. He was still sound asleep, hugging the pillow.
An idea rushed through me. I was getting goosebumps.
But I wasn't impulsive.
I closed the door and went back to the couch.
I sat there and gave it a long thought.
If I run now, will it be safe?
But he can easily kidnap me again.
But what if I run and hide?
Yes.
I can do it.
I won't be getting an oppertunity like this anytime soon.
He won't be letting me go at least for a couple of years.
I can get back to my apartment and taking my savings, I can go hide in a hotel.
I can afford one for almost an year using my savings.
Should I take the risk?
But what he finds me?
He said he won't let it slip if I do something stupid.
The punishment for defying him.
It won't be that bad.