Chapter 63
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“Day three.”
The shivering has decreased because I am exhausted. I’m dozing off every few minutes for only a couple of seconds. I feel cold to the bone, and hunger hits hard.
I don’t even register that Emin is standing before me again.
“What are you blabbering about?” I shake my head slightly as I can’t muster much strength.
“I’m going to ask you this one more time.” He takes a deep breath. “Where is your father?” A new tidal wave of exhaustion hits me because of that fucking idiotic question. Why are they so hell-bent on my father?
“Since you haven’t talked for over four minutes, I take it that you don’t have an answer.” I see some footsteps going away from me.
“Be ready for tomorrow.” And he is gone.
“Lana. Lana. Lana. Lana,” I repeat over and over. I call out her name before I doze off to sleep again.