Mira Pov
The question hit the room so hard that nobody spoke for a few seconds. What's the earliest memory you have? I stared at the watcher. Then the paper was still clutched in my hand. Then back at him. "That's your big reveal?"
The watcher blinked. I folded my arms. "Seriously? Everybody in this room has been acting like they're carrying state secrets and your question is kindergarten memory time?" A faint smile appeared on his face. To my annoyance, the prisoner looked amused too. I was beginning to suspect they all enjoyed watching me suffer. "Answer him," the prisoner said. I glanced toward him. "Why?" His expression changed slightly. Not much. Just enough to make me pay attention. "Because I want to hear it." That wasn't an answer. Unfortunately, it was the closest thing I'd got
