Chapter 67. When We Can Go Out from Here?

In the detention room, underground

"I hate to be here." A girl's voice wailed, and she sounded desperate. Drena sat huddled against the wooden wall, looking down at the food and drink on the floor not far from where the virgin was. She seemed reluctant to eat, as she was already depressed about being in the same room without being given access to the areas that the children in the orphanage usually visited, except for the bathroom.

"Do not just complain, Drena. Whatever you say is unlikely to change things." A young guy sounded annoyed with the opposite sex's childish behaviour. The young lady paid no heed to such remarks and continued to feel sad.

"This is all because of Alexa! If she were not in this centre, everything would be fine!" There was a resounding scream, and all four teens knew who had done the deed. Drena snorted in annoyance because, in reality, this was not true.

"Shut up, Odessa! You are the one who caused all of us harm. Why are you blaming