I woke up to the sound of Owen coming back into the cell. I didn't bother to even look at him, so I instead started at the wall behind him. I've lost track of time since I've been here. Mya has resided to the back of my mind and hasn't come out.

 

I heard him set another tray down and pick up the one from yesterday, sighing as he did so.

 

"You have to eat Hedy." Legitamite concern was etched in his voice.

 

"I don't want anything from you. You had so much time to start caring and you chose now?" I spat, wincing at the pain that the silver...