Chapter Eleven
Every attempt at stopping my leg from bouncing up and down ends in failure, leaving my nerves for the entire world to witness. If anyone other than Regina could see me.
She returned to the cell a couple of hours ago, and while she hasn't told me what happened to her while she was outside it, she doesn't seem particularly upset about the turn of events, so I have to assume it wasn't anything too bad.
And now the wait is on. The small window at the top of the cell lets in just enough light for me to know dawn is almost here. I hope everything on the outside is going to plan, that way we actually stand a chance of getting out of here. I haven't heard any talk about moving us yet, but very few people have even bothered coming to the cell. They don't seem particularly worried
