I'm Not Daria
Kidnapped again?

My thoughts were immediately fixed on the upcoming birthday party. No doubt, there will be many people coming. Daralyn's family is famous around the world as I learned during my stay here. They have many connections, many friends, family friends, cousins, sisters, uncles, aunts, granddaughters, grandsons, grandmothers, grandfathers. It was a very big family. Plus, people who have professional relationships with them.

Roughly speaking, I estimate there were over five hundred people present on my birthday, I mean Daria's birthday. Whatever, it was the same day!

I jerked.

Five hundred people?! Gosh darn. Were they able to find a hall large enough to accommodate all those people.

But still, even though they cut down two hundred people, it was a huge feast. With Luna by my side to prevent something from going wrong, there was still a small chance that everything would go well

Is it possible that one of them won't ask me something that could make me make a mistake? Oh, my God, I think about it too mathematically.

I took a deep breath to calm myself down, but it didn't seem to work. My brain is still messed up with a lot of thoughts. It felt like it was going to explode with all the thoughts swarming around my head like bees.

I stood up and paced in front of the bench. It was getting a little dark, not wanting to go back home.

What if I never get out of there? Will it be my fancy prison?

I glanced towards the entrance of the park. The bodyguard leaned against the entrance gate, looking everywhere but me. But I knew he was watching me and making sure I didn't run away. He probably followed Daralyn's instructions.

What if I run away? You can go back to your previous life. They'll let Anna go and then we'll go back to our normal lives. Even if they question him and ask me about my location, they will find out everything about me. I'm not the real princess. I was just a commoner studying at a local university and working in a small cafe to pay off the rent of his two-room apartment in a crowded neighborhood.

I turned to the bodyguard just in time to watch him turn away from me. To be honest, it scared me. It was as if I would never be free. They would lock me in their mansion and would never let me out again. forever trapped in that golden cage. I don't want it. I want to be free, like a free bird flying around the world if he wants to.

I took a step back while observing the bodyguard. He looks a little suspicious.

I took another step back and his eyes were on me. He looked at me confused.

I took a few steps away from him and he straightened his body. He started walking slowly towards me. That's when I knew that if I didn't take this chance, I would never be able to get out.

I kept running until I got out of the park. As soon as I got outside, I looked to both sides to decide where to go.

I'm rattled. Where exactly is that place? What if I walk in the wrong direction and get lost in the city? What if I never find my way home. I don't even have any money right now.

Worse, Anna would be so mad at me that I left her there alone. I can't do that to her. She's mybest friend. What kind of friend would run away and leave his best friend alone in that golden cage? Of course I'm the bad one. And I don't plan on being a bad friend.

I was supposed to go back to the mansion and plan an escape from there with Anna.

But then I remembered that Anna liked the place too much more than she should. He'll never leave.

Then I remembered Luna. I hit myself. What am I gonna do? Fleeing when Luna could clearly find me in less than a day? It wouldn't be hard considering he basically knew where he could find me. In a cafe, or my house or university.

And when he finds me, he'll crush me like a cockroach panicking over the thought of running away. I don't want to face her anger, I'd rather spend my whole life in that mansion than have to face her anger.

I let out a breath. I gotta get back. There's no choice.

That's when a van stopped right in front of me. The tires almost missed my feet and I stared at them for too long

Suddenly the door of the mobi van opened violently and I screamed when I saw a scary man clutching my arm and pulling me into the car. I was thrown roughly into a nice leather chair. I could not see his face clearly, but he was very big and big, his arms were as big as my head. Panic gripped my heart.

I turned to run out, but the door slammed shut, enveloping me in the darkness.

I experienced the feeling of deja vu. Not likely.

Did I just get kidnapped again?