*Eva*

I stared at the small window opening in the dungeon. I had lost count of how many days had passed if not weeks. The hours continued to blend into each other as I withered into nothing.

“Eva please,” Ruth begged me from the other side of the cell. “You need to eat. You cannot sustain yourself on nothing.”

I remained silent.

The sunlight streamed in giving a little light into the dark, rich lit dungeon.

Ironically, I was placed ...