Feeling a little sleepy, she weakly leaned her head against the cold wall and squinted her eyes.
"Yo, newcomer! Hey, hey, hey… Tsk! I'm calling you!"
"Hey, hey! Yo, newcomer!"
She suddenly heard several voices calling out to her and felt a nudge on her shoulder just as she closed her eyes.
She turned her face expressionlessly in the direction of those women calling her.
"What's your name? What did you do to land yourself here?"
Her brows furrowed slightly but she did not reply.
"Hey! I'm asking a question! Why aren't you speaking?"
"You look quite pretty, miss. Where are you from?"
She pursed her lips but still did not open her mouth.
These female convicts felt bored at her lack of answers. Exchanging glances, they looked back at her in contempt.
"I didn't expect this chick to be acting virtuous!"
"I bet she's that kind of woman… Heh… You all don't know…"
