Shaye
Even though I want to get the Red Vines for Rowan, getting to his cell isn't easy. I've tried for two days to figure out how to reach the other side of the prison without guards stopping me. I want to see Rowan again.
And Xanth has been distant since our amazing moment against the wall. I shudder, my core tightening at the memory, while my brain screams at me to pull my head back in. I can't let myself fall for inmates or a guard. What is wrong with me exactly?
"Hurry up, god-killer," an inmate says, shoving me in the back as we hustle to the cafeteria.
I stumble forward but catch myself before falling. No way am I going to give up my spot in line. Doing so means less food and I am still giving a portion of my meals to Lene. I need to keep my strength if I have any hope of surviving in this place.