I decided not to disturb Scarlet while she slept, so I quietly made my way to where the woman was being kept. The barn door creaked as I opened it, revealing her slumped in the corner. She wasn't even glancing at the food I had brought earlier. Instead, a string of saliva hung from her lips, her stomach growling like a beast trapped inside her.
She had been so defiant before, telling me she'd rather die than talk. But now? Her hunger had shattered that pride, leaving her utterly defeated by the mere presence of food. The sight was almost pitiful, if not a little amusing.
While I was thinking about how comical the situation was, I suddenly heard Gabrielle gasp in surprise.
"Angelica?"
