Chapter 170

Archer An hour seemed to have passed by but we were still trapped in the cell and I'm starting to get hungry. Will we die? I don't want to die. My mama and papa will surely be sad if I die. My stomach keeps gurgling that it makes it hard for me to sleep. It would be better if I could just sleep so I won't get hungry in my sleep. “Hungry?” I heard Claude asked. I asked his name earlier since we both can't sleep, afraid that those bad adults might come and sell as while we were sleeping so we can't easily let our guards down especially that those bad adults haven't come to check on us. They must be planning something big already and who knows, they might already sell other children. Those bad adults! I pressed my lips and shook my head at my first ever friend's question. “I'm not.” “I see, I must be mistaken that your stomach was rumbling,” he calmly said that could make someone's emotion flared up. It's just that my first ever friend was a peculiar meanie. In the end, I couldn't help bu