"Gerard, Nichole stepped on my foot just now. My foot is in pain. I'll still be able to dance again, won't I?" she said weakly.
Gerard's eyes were full of nervousness and responded, "No, Sarah, I won't let anything happen to you. I will mobilize all the experts in the city to check your foot."
He turned his head and looked at me who was tied up. A trace of pity flashed in his eyes and then he made up his mind and said, "Nichole, please calm down and wait for me here. I'll come to pick you up later."
He held Sarah and left.
I, on the other hand, was tied to a pillar backstage until everyone left and the lights around me were dimmed.
One hour.
Two hours.
Until ten hours had passed in the blink of an eye, but no one came to save me.
I was trapped in endless darkness for the middle of the night.
A few moments later, I heard footsteps in the darkness and looked up at who was coming.
It turned out to be a homeless man.
I was a bit scared.
But too bad, the rope tied me up and I had nowhere to escape.
Seeing the other person grinning, revealing his yellow teeth and stinky breath, my hatred for Gerard and Sarah had reached its peak.
I struggled hard and shouted in anger.