(Amara POV)
How long has it been since I was here?
A week? Or is it more?
I have lost count of it. Each day I felt dreadful. I feel like I am going crazy.
I knew I lost a lot of weight from the little to no food I have.
Nesta is no better. As each day pass, she looks like a corpse.
Over time, I learned that she had terrible nightmares. She will scream and wake up, all drenched in sweat. Most time she will call Luan's name begging for forgiveness. At times I hear her crying some other name.
"Get up" someone nudged me and I groaned sitting up and pushing the pointed thing away with a growl.
It was the same guard that welcomes me each morning.
"I am already awake" I glared at the guard as he rolled his eyes. I looked at the place where Nesta always slept.
Empty.
She was missing f
