Chapter 30

Eliza looked at the food without appetite, grimacing. The thought of eating made her nauseous. Especially eating Elsie’s food. How did she know it wasn’t poisoned? But she also had no idea where she would be at the end of the day, or what she would be doing. If she didn’t eat now, would she regret it in twelve hours when her empty stomach cried out for nourishment?

No, she had to keep up her strength. Ford said you could adapt and survive, or you could die. He was right, and she had no intention of dying.