Shaye
Last night, Lene interrogated me as to where I got to yesterday when she vanished on me. I ignored her as she tried to blame me and remind myself I really can't trust anyone in this place.
Now, I take the stairs two at a time but stumble forward, scraping my knee on the concrete edge. My heart hammers in my chest as I try to avoid bumping into Nelos in the lunch crowd.
Why is he turning up everywhere now? It's like he's put a tracker on me and pops up when I least expect it. And I'm fucking hungry too.