Kieara blushed bright red when she heard his words. She just needed two things before she left. She spoke quietly almost as if afraid to get caught.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF00BF">"Just one moment...." </span><br/><br/>She counted her steps and disappeared from his view for a moment. When she returned she had an old looking journal and a locket. She had wrapped the locket around her hand so she wouldn't drop it. The journal was written, not punched in braille, so it inevitably was owned by someone other than her unless her condition was newly acquired.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF00BF">"I'm ready..."</span>she informed.<br/><br/>She was scared, exhilarated, and sad all at the same time. She was terrified of the unknown, happy to be getting out of the place she was now, but also sad to leave Marcus her one and only friend behind. But she wanted to experience the world. To be able to live life without the constant fear of her father. Without all the abuse and the bruises. She was so close...she could almost taste it. Here this man unknown to her had swooped into her life and offered her a chance at freedom...Was she crazy to accept? Or was she a blooming idiot? She wasn't sure yet. All she knew was that this was no ordinary man, and she was relying on him to save her from being another pretty face lost in a domestic dispute.