Prologue

What's the meaning of life when you're trapped in a cellar dying? How do we define ourselves if we can't leave or get away from our kidnappers? Why is it that you find love in the most terrible thing? Why am I allowing myself to love someone, when I know damn well that one of us is going to die and there's nothing we can do about it? All we can do is hope that we die together, so no one suffers. These are the question that I can't answer and spend my days in Hell asking. My name is Kayla Rose and I'm in love with a beautiful red head named Scarlet. The only catch is that we are both on a timeline with life. One of us is bound to die soon, because we've been kidnapped.