Why aren’t we both tied up? I don’t understand it.
If they didn’t need us, I know we’d both be dead. I guess being “famous” has helped. And they need Luna as she’s the only sane person inside Parkfields. If they were to use any of the other patients, their ruse would surely be up.
That’s the only reason we’re not dead.
Maybe they believe we will cooperate if we’re together because we sure as hell didn’t being apart. Alanna is the reason I’m alive. Daddy couldn’t give a f**k. But she has a small shred of humanity inside of her when it comes to me.
“Stop thinking so loud,” Luna groans, snuggling closer into me.
I can’t help but chuckle.
I trace my fingers up and down her back, which instantly kisses her skin with goose bumps. “Sorry, go back to sleep.”
“I’m awake now.” Her croaky voic
