Sebastián Montoya

I sit there quietly, feeling a mixture of anger, sadness, and resignation. My mind races with thoughts of what my future will be like, knowing that I'm now stuck with this man.

You sit in silence as the car speeds through the streets, the weight of your new reality settling heavily on your shoulders. The world outside blurs by, and you can't help but feel like you've been dropped into a nightmare.

I sat there, trying to process everything that just happened. The reality of my situation slowly sinking in. I looked at the window, trying to hide my fear.