CHAPTER 37

The minute we made it to her room, I noticed how almost everything was blue. It added to her personality of color; kindness. The color just seemed to fit her so easily and delicately that it didn't allow me to second guess the reasonings behind it.

I sat down in a fluffy blue chair in her room as she walked over to turn on a radio. It didn't take long for music to softly play before she walked over to her bed.

"This room is a lot better than what most of the girls get here. You see, I'm the only one of us girls that actually lives here. The others all go home to their families and whatnot. As for the ones who do the other business, they get their own rooms in the underground," she explained to me. My eyes moved away from the interior of the room to look at her.

"So, Sarah was right. You are the favorite?" I laughed teasingly at her. She rolled her eyes, a smile playing out on her lips before grabbing a pillow and throwing it at me.

"I'm not the favorite. You're the favorite, I mean,