IRIS
The days blurred together and I had stopped counting after the first day or maybe it was the second. I couldn't tell anymore. The cell had no windows and there was no way to mark the passage of time unless with the change of guards. They mostly just looked at me with worry and pity on their faces because I was not eating and couldn't bring myself to. The food just sat on the tray, untouched.
Mate has not come, Zorya whined sadly. Even after everything, we missed him.
He won't come. I replied.
He will. He loves us. She insisted but I did not bother to argue.
Most times, I could hear Mary through the wall. We did not talk to each other as none of us initiated the conversation. I just frequently heard soft sobs from her which I wasn’t sure she thought I heard or not. I didn’t ask w
