She knew she had lost a good bit of weight since she got here. Considering all they gave her was a plate full of carbs once a day - that wasn't even edible at that. This didn't surprise her. She could wrap her fingers around her wrists easily and still have space, yet she still refused to eat. She couldn't help but think maybe if I'm lucky I'll just starve to death. It would be easier than being here, likely waiting on a death sentence.