"Have fun girls," the guard smiles "but pace yourselves, it's going to be a long night."
I stare at him confused, but he says nothing more and leaves, caging us in the room.
I guide a shaken Francia to the sofa and Jessica joins us as we sit in silence watching the fire burn.
Francia's breathing slowly evens out and after a few minutes, I glance over at her. She seems fairly calm now, though her eyes are still a little red and puffy. She gives a faint smile when she sees me staring. “How are you holding up?" I ask quietly.
Francia sighs "I don't know... " she shrugs deflated. "I'm still scared, but there isn't anything I can really do about it."
"Why don't you just give her some advice and pointers." Jessica sneers. "You clearly know how to please them."
“Jessica, don't-" Francia
