CHAPTER 97

  The next time Marisol regained consciousness, it was to an intense hunger gnawing at her stomach. The smell of food wafts through the room, and despite herself, she springs upright.

  She is greeted by a sharp pain in her head, black dots appearing behind her closed lids at the suddenness of the ability to move her body again.

  It was only now that she realized just how bright it was in the room, and with a hiss, she snapped her eyes shut just as a young woman rushed to close the blinds, shielding her from the harsh light.

  The room dims, and Marisol peels her eyes open, focused on the meal set before her. The rumbling of her stomach made it easy to throw caution out the window and unable to resist the enticing aroma, Marisol rushed to get to the meal laid out before her.

  It wasn't until she was halfway through that she remembered she wasn't alone. Suspicion flashes in her eyes, and she glances up, eyeing the people around her warily.