Eden
Day Four
Although she felt anxious about the overture she’d made to Zola that morning, Angie’s body felt lighter than it had in years. As she did a few pushups in the dim light of her cell—anything to keep her mind off Harper and Tim—she realized that she felt hungry only when surrounded by the scents of food. Who knew, she might even come out of this having lost a few pounds. Unless she died here. She chuckled at the thought of leaving a good-looking corpse. Cry or laugh, those were her choices.
Her respite from the galley was short-lived, as it was also her day to help out with dinner. The usual expressionless guards came and walked her and several other women down the hall and up flights of stairs. As they were climbing, Antonio came barreling down, pushing guards and women out
