Bought For A Baby, Kept For A Lifetime-Chapter 106: Help!

The walls were frozen with ice. Racks and racks of items stored inside the freezing space.

Without a doubt she knew this was a walk-in freezer.

Why would anyone put a live person in a walk in freezer.

"That man..." Anne muttered out loud then felt a thumping headache that came with a sharp chilling freeze in her head and she stopped talking sucking in a pained breath.

Why did that man keep her in here?

She could still feel the force of whatever he used to smack her head painfully gnawing at her skull. When she tried to stand her knees quaked making her fall back to the floor with a pained grunt.

Now that she regained consciousness, the coldness of her surroundings hit her with full force, every movement she made was strenuous.

It felt like her bones were being frozen from the inside and without a doubt if she stayed here for too long, all of her would freeze into stone cold ice.

She already could barely feel her legs, but regardless struggled to move knowing she had to get out of here before her body wouldn’t be able to handle the low temperature anymore.

Anne struggled to stand, so in the end she crawled dragging herself to the door.

She pushed herself up with so much difficulty twisting and turning the knob with all her strength but the door was shut tightly from the outside.

Hastily looking around for another way out she found a second door at the farthest corner of the room.

With so much difficulty, she managed to crawl towards the second door, however ended up encountering the same thing. The door was locked from the outside, something that was without a doubt a deliberate scheme.

So there was someone at that party who planned to do this to her?

That person paid an employee and made the man lie to her with Andrew’s name, it meant that person knows who she was and had some sort of dislike towards her.

Another wave of immense cold wracked through her body causing her teeth to clatter, her hands which were propped on the floor turning a deathly pale white.

She could no longer force herself to move anymore and slumped against the door.

It felt like she had used all the energy she had left to get to that door, however knowing that if she did nothing she would continue to freeze, she pounded on the door heavily, her hands shaking with each effort.

When she opened her mouth, a gust of freezing air rushed out.

"Help... Is anyone out...is anyone out there?"

The more she called for help, the more her voice seemed to get smaller.

The cold seeped into her so rapidly she could no longer continue knocking. It felt like her fingers had turned to ice and another impact would shatter them into pieces.

That man who brought her here earlier...she had assumed someone wanted to see her, but it turned out that their goal wasn’t to talk to her but to hurt her.

She should have known, she should have put two and two together. But the man’s aura never indicated one that wanted to hurt her, that was why she’d assumed she was safe.

She’d been wrong.

But what was their intention to put her here in this freezer? It was a very heartless thing to do to someone, this could kill a living being.

Was that their goal? To kill her?

She knew she had no enemies who would hate her enough to want to take her life, who could have done this?

Desperation made her bite her tongue to keep herself awake and prevent her body from going weak and giving in to the cold. Her body felt too heavy to move, perhaps from her blood freezing up.

Raising her hand she gritted her teeth, holding in the pain that would come with the impact of her fists landing on the heavy insulated door, she knocked even harder.

All her life she’d always felt like she’d fought to live, fought to survive, and even now as an adult she still wasn’t safe. Regardless of how harmless she was to others, there would be people trying to hurt her.

The thought brought tears to her eyes, but even before they fell they began to chill rapidly almost freezing up by the time they traced down to her chin.

She breathed into her palms to get some warmth in them so she could have the strength to knock the door hard enough for someone to hear her, however her efforts proved futile, the more she called for help the weaker she became.

It became too difficult to breathe, to difficult to move her lips, her hands weakly slid down the door as a cold tear traced down her cheeks.

Is no one really out there?

Please... someone help me.

...

"Brother, it’s incredibly rude to steal someone else’s date. Where is she?"

Andrew had just been about to make his way out of the ballroom when Gabriel showed up to interrupt him.

The latter was dressed in an impeccable grey tux, looking way more responsible than he actually was.

If someone who didn’t know Gabriel Sterling were to meet him now for the first time, they would mistake him for a handsome gentleman.

Andrew merely cast a glance at his brother before looking away not wanting to argue, he moved past him and walked away.

To be honest he had wondered that too.

Where was she?

Had she left?

Was she upset?

He’d glimpsed tears in her eyes after he kissed her, but he’d been too captivated with fighting off unwanted emotions to pay attention.

Before he left the ballroom his eyes had swayed, searching among the guests for a trace of her red outfit but she hadn’t been there.

As he walked past Gabriel, a foreboding feeling overwhelmed him that he stopped in his tracks without even knowing why.

He raised his head to a distant direction in the hotel, wondering why he suddenly felt a strong urge to look there, as if something was calling him towards that direction.

He truly had wrecked himself by kissing that girl, now his mind was playing weird tricks on him.

Steeling himself he entered the elevator, exited at the underground parking lot and entered his car, driving away with a swift speed.

...

Anne didn’t know how long she’d been locked in that cold room, at some point she could no longer think straight.

She seemed to lose focus as a wave of drowsiness engulfed her, weakening her that she could no longer call for help if she would even get any.

She tried to keep herself awake by focusing on the only sound she could hear.

Drip, drip, drip.

The sound echoed from somewhere in the room but no matter how hard she tried to focus, her lids began to droop.

Her eyes were just too heavy to keep open, but just before her eyes shut, she heard a familiar voice that made her face her eyes open.

"Don’t fall asleep sis, remember what Mom told you?"

That voice, she’d longed to hear it for a very long time.

With every strength she could muster, Anne peeled her eyes open to see a figure in front of her.

Her vision was somewhat blurry and she blinked to clear the cold drops of water hanging on her lashes and the figure came into view.

A youthfully handsome looking face with furry brown hair, and a remarkably friendly smile.

This harmless looking young man...was her brother.

With a weak smile Anne called out, "Kristen."

This wasn’t so bad, if this endless cold would take her to her brother, then she would accept it.