Ava

It’s been hours since we arrived at this garbage dump, and my hands are numb from being tied for so long. My stomach growls, but I choke down the hunger, never letting my eyes leave Nathan as he paces the dirt floor.

My mom next to me also watches him, her silver eyes so much brighter than his.

Jenna has lost all of her strength. She’s slumped over against the wall, the iron poisoning her as each minute passes.

The moon outside passes under a group of ...