Follow the story of 19 year old Cora Davids, a naive girl from Louisiana. Kidnapped by a handsome stranger. Is it true love or just another case of Stockholm syndrome?
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I woke up next to Damiar. He was awake sitting upright on the bed once again just staring at the wall. I wonder what he's thinking about? I was still lying down, Damiar walked into the closet to get changed. I don't know if he still thought I was asleep or if he just didn't care How long had I been here, two days? It was night time when I blacked out and morning when I was zip tied to the bed. I got up and went into the shower, turning the handles. The warm water felt good, I scrubbed and scrubbed and my skin trying to wash away his cologne from me. When I was done I stepped out and grabbed a towel wrapping it around myself. Damiar was sitting on the bed wearing a black dress shirt and black pants. He looked up at me " Morning" He said
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"Morning" I replied walking into the closet. I made sure to shut it tightly, so the creep wouldn't be looking in. "Wear something nice" He called out from the other side of the door. I opened the underwear drawer and there was only fancy lingerie. Yuck. I didn't really have much of an option so I put it on and then put on this.
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