Hearing the door open, I sat up. Seeing Jonathan coming in with a glass of milk and a sandwich, my heart was beating violently with excitement and no fear.

In a dark blue shirt, he looked gloomy and unhappy. He put the food by my side emotionlessly and said, "Have it." I dare not disobey him and finished the sandwich obediently and drank the milk in a minute. Then I felt relieved.

I looked up at him, expecting his content smile, but there was no such thing. After having food, I seemed to have strength, so I got up and put a clean set of sheets on the bed, then...