It had been days, maybe more, but time had become a blur. I hadn’t seen anyone since Tony slipped me that slice of pizza, and that small bit of food had long since faded from my memory. The blanket they gave me was thin, barely enough to ward off the biting cold of the room, and the only thing that kept me going was the faint sound of water trickling from the tap. I hadn’t eaten in what felt like an eternity. My stomach gnawed at itself, the pain almost a constant companion. I was so hungry that I found myself staring at the floor, wondering if there was even a crumb I could find to make it stop.
I was on the verge of passing out when the door finally creaked open. My heart pounded in my chest, not out of hope or fear, but from sheer exhaustion. I didn’t have the strength left to care abo
