"Ava?"
Lisa shakes me awake, but it takes a few blinks for my eyes to adjust to reality.
"What is it?" My throat is croaky, and I clear it with a few dry coughs.
"Kellan brought dinner. You've been sitting like that for a few hours. I wasn't sure if I should bother you or not."
My muscles protest as I push myself to my feet, my entire body stiff after hours of stillness. Every joint in my body seems to creak and pop, like I'm twenty years older than I am. Or maybe it's just the weight of everything bearing down on me.
"Thanks," I mumble as Lisa hands me a plate with a simple turkey sandwich. The sight of food makes my stomach growl, and I realize I'm ravenous.
I take a bite, savoring the simple flavors. It's nothing fancy, but right now it tastes like the best thing I've ever eaten. Lisa watches me, concern etched on her face.
