Chapter 59 No Fairness In This Game

• A soft voice broke my thoughts, she was one of the ladies on my team yesterday. Her eyes, usually bright, were shadowed with worry.
• “Aria?” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “You haven’t come out. I brought you something.” She said as she offered me some snacks.
• I just stared at the ceiling, the rough wooden beams blurring through the film of unshed tears in my eyes. “I’m not hungry,” I mumbled, my voice raspy and unfamiliar even to my ears.