Irene felt disappointed that the woman was tight-lipped and didn't even answer one question of hers.
Then she attempts to walk toward the table, she feels relieved that she can finally move her feet.
She settled on the chair and began eating her food ration which surprisingly taste delicious in her mouth.
She managed to eat all the food on the wooden tray.
With her stomach full, she rose to her feet and stood in the middle of the room, wondering when she would see the sunrise again.
The room is getting stuffy and sometimes she can't breathe.
She longed to see the outside world and see Brent and her family again!
Would she ever get out of this room alive?
What is the future that is waiting for her and her unborn child now that they were surrounded by danger?
She bit her lip, feeling miserable.
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her turbulent emotion.
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