A loud bang jolted everyone awake.
"Get up! Breakfast is ready!"
The soldiers' voices echoed through the cramped room, followed by the sound of boots striking the ground outside.
The women scrambled to their feet, some cursing under their breath as they hurried towards the door.
Eva struggled to sit up. Her body ached from sleeping on the cold floor, and for a moment, she considered staying where she was.
Then another bang sounded.
She scrambled to her feet.
The last thing she needed was to give the soldiers a reason to punish her.
By the time she stepped outside, the others had formed three straight lines, each person holding an empty plate.
Several soldiers stood before them, serving what looked like rice porridge and a piece of bread.
Eva stared at the food.
Was this what the
