Two months ago you were kidnapped by a man who was only a few years older than you. The only one who knew was Niko and your best friend Quinn. And Niko and you have actually known each other since you were little, but then you stopped talking.

You were now sitting in your living room with Niko, watching the news about how the man who kidnapped you was released. "Shit." Niko ran his hand through his hair, and then looked at you, and at the tears in your eyes.