Chapter Eighteen

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"You hear that?" Kiersten asked.

I pushed harder against the window, frantic and scared.

"Hurry." She hissed. I tried pushing and pushing but it wouldn't budge. Whatever was behind the window was too big for both of us to knock down.

"SIENNA. Sienna!" I turned around, biting my lip. That sounded like...no, but it couldn't be. It was impossible for him to find me here.

"Grayson! I'm here! I'm in here!"

"That door!" I heard another guy say. Kietsten and I pounded on the door, crying for them to let us out. It was all over. I was not in captivity.

A latch slid and then another and soon the door slammed open.

I couldn't have been more thrilled and happy in my life. Kiersten threw her arms around a tall older man, thanking him and crying.

I stood there unable to move at the sight of my Grayson, my hero, my everything.

He pulled me into a hug and we both slid to to floor, crying and laughing.

"Police! Anybody here?"

"We're down here!" The tall man said.

I was free. At last, I was free.

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