*Ainslee*

Lying back on the soft grass, I stare up at the sky, watching the stars beginning to glitter overhead as the sun drops below the tree line. I have one hand on my full stomach, the other under my head.

“Your belly aching?” Nelson asks, sitting next to me.

I don’t even look up to answer him, knowing he’s talking to me. “A little.”

“I told you guys not to eat so much. That was all a hoax, you know. They pretend to be nice to you, pretend to care, and then rip your throat out.”

I hear Annamarie whimper and sit up, despite my aching stomach. “Stop it,...