EDWINA
The drug's effect on Rebeca manifested in a relentless hunger and drowsiness, painting vulnerability across her once defiant facade.
Benita and I maintained a quiet vigilance, aware that every decision held the potential to alter the course of our unpredictable journey.
Amid this hushed voyage, the only audible disturbance was the growling protest of Rebeca's stomach.
Hungry and weakened by the drug's influence, Rebeca could not endure the silent torment any longer.
The stillness shattered as she broke the silence with a demand, her tone dripping with both desperation and rudeness.
"Please, can I have some food at least?" she implored, her pride momentarily eclipsed by the insistent growls emanating from her stomach.
"Oh, I thought you rejected it earlier," Benita remarked,
