Beyond The Basement Walls

Summary

It was the third month of my kidnapping when I finally broke out.

I didn't go to the police. I didn't go home.

I went to the hospital.

The ER doctor stared at me, his brow furrowed so deeply it looked like a knot. "Where is your family? I need a signature for the emergency surgery. Now."

I lay on the gurney, my eyes tracing the sterile, humming fluorescent lights on the ceiling.

"My parents are dead," I said, my voice barely a rasp. "I don't have anyone."

That night, Victoria arrived.

My wife—on paper, at least. The ice-queen CEO with a net worth in the billions.