Interrogation
~Adela~ Has it been hours or days? When is the last time I’ve eaten? Is Aida still missing? Am I back in my cell? “WHERE IS SHE?!” I focus on the swoosh in the air, knowing that means that my body is about to be racked with pain. No matter how prepared I am for the hit, my body shakes when it makes contact. I grit my teeth and bite the inside of my cheek to keep the sound from escaping. I won’t give them the satisfaction of hearing me scream. “Keep at her! She will confess at some point. There’s no way her sister is gone, and she knows nothing.” I hear footsteps retreating, and a door closes. The swooshes continue, followed by a sharp pain. I just try to focus on anything and everything that isn’t tied to the pain I’m feeling right now. How did I get to this place? How did my world blow
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