Teresa
Tanya had walked away from my side to the other end of the dungeon, where a small opening allowed the light of day into the room.
The yellow light from the opening fell on one side of her dark face, giving her a powerful outlook.
“But tell me, Teresa,” Tanya's voice echoed through the dungeon. “ Did you seriously believe what I told you?”
I didn't answer. My mind was busy going through the great lengths Tanya and her colleagues went through just to deceive me.
“You're not going to say anything,” she pulled me out of my thoughts.
“I'm not going to force you. You look like someone with a lot of potential who happened to find herself on the other side of harsh reality. I don't blame you, though. Life's just not fair.”
“If you're saying that to excuse yourself,” I looked away f
