“This is your last chance to go back to the room. Are you sure this is what you want?”
Elizabeth held her head high and pushed the heavy door to the dining room open with her good arm in response to Sawyer’s question. She knew he was only worried about her – he wasn’t patronizing her or undermining her. That didn’t change the fact she was determined to show the others that she was strong, and to cement her position.
The dining room looked very different to the last time she had seen it during the power cut. It was more than just the fact it was brightly lit now. It was obvious that it had been thoroughly cleaned since Sawyer decided it was going to be used again, and there was not a speck of dust on any of the surfaces, including the family crest which still held pride of place above the
