Chapter 39
EVA POINT OF VIEW
I hate this place. The lights above me keep buzzing, making everything look ugly and pale. It's just another day in prison, but something feels wrong. Really wrong. The air feels different, like right before a storm hits. I can't explain it, but my gut tells me something bad is going to happen.
The other inmates are looking at me worse than usual. I catch their eyes sometimes, and they turn away with little smirks on their faces. Their laughs echo through the cell block. They're laughing at me. They're always laughing at me.
I wrap my arms around myself, trying to get warm. The thin prison uniform doesn't help much against the cold. Two weeks I've been here, and I still can't get used to it. The concrete walls, the metal bars, the endless noise, it all fee
