Chapter 170

Fletcher

An hour seemed to have passed by but we were still trapped in the cell and I'm starting to get hungry.

Will we die? I don't want to die. My mama and papa will surely be sad if I die.

My stomach keeps gurgling that it makes it hard for me to sleep. It would be better if I could just sleep so I won't get hungry in my sleep.

"Hungry?" I heard Emile asked.

I asked his name earlier since we bo