CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
PRIYAHarsh bright lights and shuffling feet stir me from sleep. I grumble. Animals and viewers stare at me as they start their day. I should get up, but I don’t want to. I’d rather lie here in denial than face the truth outside these walls. That want is short lived as my bladder starts to sing.
“I hate you, bladder,” I curse as I stand up sprinting to the bathroom. Luckily, Ben, Kara, or Jax are nowhere near here. Chance either, and a comforting relief rushes over me as I think to myself, “He’s gone forever.” Or, at least I hope.
Viewers come and go, laughing at me as I do the one thing we all have in common, pee. When finished, I tiptoe to the den avoiding detection. My feet are quiet as I stand right outside the door. I creep my head out the shadows and peak into t
