30: The end of me

Elaine’s POV

Restlessness gripped me like a vice as hunger gnawed at my insides, yet I remained resolute in my defiance. Despite the tantalizing aroma wafting from the plate of food nearby, I refused to succumb to its temptation.

The thought of Leah reveling in my weakness spurred me to cling to my resolve with unwavering determination. I refuse to fail. Not this time around.

With each toss and turn, sleep eluded me, my mind consumed by the relentless ache of hunger. The sight of the untouched meal taunted me, its appeal dulled by the bitter taste of defiance that lingered on my tongue.

Though my stomach growled in protest, I remained steadfast in my refusal to yield, determined to withstand Leah's cruel machinations at any cost.

In the dim light of the room, I lay restless and vigilant, my hunger a constant reminder of the battle raging within me.

But as the night stretched on, I found solace in the knowledge that my defiance was a testament to my strength—a silent declaration t