บท 365: In the Dark – Part 1 

~ ZARA ~

I had heard Emory cry many times in the past week and at first I thought it was just an attempt to get attention.

But these times late in the night, when no one was even talking, when she was obviously burying her face in her arm and trying to hide the sobs broke me a little bit.

She'd been down here for weeks—and not being fed like I was. She had no strength. She'd lost a ton of weight. She was bruised, and dirty, and falling apart.

We'd argued about David, about this life, about the Physicists, and about whether or not she was a friend. I didn't trust her.

But hearing her cry like that…

It was the sound of someone who was cracking. And despite myself, my heart went out to her.

With a sigh, shivering, I crawled over to the bars. "Come on, Emory. Let's lay together again. If you're warm, it'll help."