Chapter Five
It was the fruit.
It had to be. That was the only thing that made sense. Over the last several days since her escape attempt, the only thing Brea looked forward to were the Gelsi berries Leith brought her at every meal. The tart fruit was good, but it wasn't that good. She shouldn't crave it like she did. She was never particularly hungry after those first few days, but Brea needed those berries. Her body trembled whenever Leith was late.
Brea had grown to like the numb feeling she'd experienced since her latest incarceration. The distant, detached feeling that made her so sleepy she didn't have the energy to contemplate her situation. Crazy. Not crazy. It didn't matter.
Brea rolled onto her side, thinking about getting up. Leith would be here soon with her breakfast. It w
