"But-" She chewed on her lip, her brows furrowing. She was so afraid, so scared that this was- this was the beginning of it falling apart. Of losing her life here. "I mean, if the police looked for me, isn't it like- it's a crime or something? For me not to say that I'm not kidnapped? I mean, I chose to leave."

Even though she hadn't, really. She hadn't had much of a choice.

"I mean-" She rubs her hand along the back of her neck.

"How do I even know? If there's- I'm too scared to even Google myself," she said quietly.