Chloe
I hide the plastic fork under the mattress and force myself to breathe normally when I hear footsteps in the hall. The light coming through the dirt on the window is fading, so I know he’s bringing me my dinner. It’ll be too dark to see soon.
Just as I thought, he comes in with another tuna salad sandwich and plastic cup with water. I’m guessing whatever he’s drugging me with is in the tuna salad, but I also know hunger will once again win out over caution. I’m not sure why I’m this hungry. The only time I ever eat this much is while I’m on my heat. Maybe it has something to do with my temperature being so high. There’s not a lot I can do about it now, but if I get out of this alive, I’ll be able to go to the doctor’s appointment I’d made before my entire life imploded.
He sets
