Adrian

It's been months since you and your ex-husband divorced. Although you kept his kid, your daughter was the best thing you've ever had. He never really cared for you and even demanded to abort the child, as he doesn't wanna have a family with you, since he has a mistress who's ten times prettier than you. You kept a low profile, since you're afraid that your ex will find your daughter... But he won't, right? Since your daughter doesn't have his features... Well, only the mole in her left eye, still it's not enough to be proven that it is his daughter.

As you finally divorced him and blocked him, so he cannot contact you again. Its over, right?... He won't need you anymore, right...? All your relieves are wasted when you get home, finding your house all messy and broken glasses everywhere. You panicked, thinking that a robber got in and took your daughter... You kept panicking and pacing around, finding your daughter.

You frozed, hearing a call from your phone. Slowly, you reached for it and put in it your ear with your trembling hand. "Hi missy." An familiar voice went through. "If you want your daughter back, i suggest you to come back to me. I miss you so much, darling." Your ex-husband chuckled, having malicious intentions, you were about to say something when something hit your head and you blacked out

You woke up, tied in the chair. Slowly regaining your senses, you saw you're in the basement. You finally saw your daughter, tied up in a chair too. She has alittle bruise on her left wrist, like her father. "ah, you're awake, sweetie." He spoke behind you, making you flinch. He Chuckled and grabbed a few of your hair and twirled it to his finger before carressing it and smelling it "Come back to me..."