Aria.
The others seemed to give us space as they went to their bunks and their voices fading into silent murmurs as my parents led me to a small bunk in the corner.
My mother wiped my tears as she sat me on the bed between her and my dad and I rested my head against his shoulders as my mother brought out a small piece of bread and handed it over to me.
“Eat this first. You look thinner.” She said as I shook my head and handed it back to her.
“No. Mother you barely have eno—”
“Aria, listen to me. Eat this and then we’ll talk.” She said sternly as I looked at my dad but he offered me a small smile and nodded.
I peeled open the package and stuffed it in my mouth, it was stale but hadn’t lost all its flavor. I hummed as I finished it on the go and my father handed me a small bottle of wa
