LUNA GREY CRESTFALL'S POV
It’s been a week or I don’t know how long it was but I counted seven days since me and the green-eyed monster talked properly, he only comes down here once a day giving me a piece of bread and water, I don’t really eat what he gives me, I don’t trust him enough, but if I got really hungry I will eat some. After giving the foods to me, he will get the untouched food and leave without saying anything. I was a bit sad and I don’t even know why maybe because I’m lonely in here, I don’t have someone to talk to.
I don’t get why he hasn’t killed me yet.
I really thought I was going to face death, but I'm glad I didn’t.
Well yet.
But right now I wish I was dead, it’s so gut-wrenching being alive and being stuck in a house of a killer, and my body is killing me, it
