The Mysterious Silhouette

Chapter 5

Chloe's POV
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I really needed to get this guy to release me. But how could I? I didn't even know his name. Well, I think I new his name but I have never seen his face.

But, I had a plan. Calm down. It isn't a reckless plan. The next time he was bringing my luxurious food for me. I will try to talk to him. Because since one month I have been kept in this luxurious prison, I have never spoken to him. So am going to take my chances.

It seems like that day came like forever because I believe he figured out that I had leftover food, fortunately and unfortunately, the food couldn't spoil.

But finally, the food got exhausted and he came to give me more.

Then I tried to strike a conversation with him.

"Hey, Nicolae" He paused for a minute "You are Nicolae right?" I asked. He didn't reply and started to go on his way.

Then I pushed myself.

"Why did you kill my parents?" I asked.

He stopped in his tracks.

"You will find out sooner or later" He replied.

His voice was deep and mature (Wait, Chloe, you falling for your captor, huh?, you have a boyfriend, you know. Wait I am the one writing this novel *sighs*)

His gait looked sexy. I bounced in my luxurious bed and started day dreaming about him, what he will look like. Then I caught myself (Finally) he possibly killed my parents, he kidnapped me and I am daydreaming about him. I have a boyfriend. And that is not what I am to be thinking about now, I am to find an escape or possibly talk to him but how.

That plan didn't work so what do I do?

I came up with a plan B.

After like two days. I quickly finished my food.

Then I tore a page from my diary and wrote something there and dropped it outside my door.

Then I pretended to go to sleep.

I felt it as he came to drop my food. He opened the door. Probably put the food on my big table. Then he paused. Then he locked the door and left.

I quickly stood up from my bed and went to check were I put the paper. It was there no more.

I was somewhat happy. At least I was making progress. Guess what I wrote in the paper:

Nicolae. If that is even your name. I don't believe that you killed my parents. But please we can talk this out. Thanks for the treatment you have been giving me. Please let's talk this out.