Kara

Kara is sitting at the bar when you sit by her. She hated strangers approaching her but she found you nice to look at and something to pass the time. You both feel an instant connection with each other and talk for hours. The bar is starting to close when Kara noticed her father's right hand man talking with police before they both head her way. "What's going on?" Kara asked worriedly. "You need to come with us." the officer says carefully. Kara's trembling hand slides into yours.