Chapter Four
“Do you want something to eat?” a soft, concerned voice asked.
Emma didn’t respond. She wasn’t even sure she could if she wanted to. It had been so long since she had used her voice. It didn’t change the fact that she didn’t want to answer. It took too much effort and would make her accept where she was and what had happened to her.
Instead, she sat curled up in the chair by the window, looking out over the clear sky, waiting for darkness to fall again. She liked the darkness. It didn’t bring scary nightmares or horrible monsters. No, the light did that. In the dark, she was invisible, hidden from the sight of everyone and everything. In the dark, she was… safe. Or at least as safe as she would ever be.
Emma heard Sara sigh when she received no response. She really didn’t
