Cheryl POV
"Can you describe the place you stayed?" Some man in a neat black suit and shiny shoes asked from the chair opposite mine. I didn't remember his name anymore since I wasn't capable of remembering anything other than Finn's smile.
"It was dark. I couldn't see anything."
"Were there others, or was it just one?" He asked again.
"It was dark. I couldn't see anything." I repeated the same lie just like I've shelved it in my head since the interrogations started.
"From the tone and accent, can you help us describe how it sounded?"
"They never talked." I lied again, keeping everything only to myself. I trusted no one at that point.
"They? You think they are more than one!"
"I don't know. It was dark. I couldn't see anything." I was like a robot, programmed specifically to
