Chapter 19

• Luciana's POV:
• It's been 24 hours now, locked in this dark room, and the hunger and thirst are clawing at me, making my head spin. My body feels so weak, like I could just collapse right here on the cold floor.
• I sat with my back against the wall, the darkness so complete that I had forgotten what light looked like. My stomach growled, a constant reminder of how powerless I had become. "How did I end up in this life?" I whispered to myself, the sound of my voice alien in this void. I remembered the days in the shelter, the smell of despair and the thin line between survival and giving up.