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CHAPTER 47

Clara’s POV

They put me in a room with no windows.

The walls were a pale, sickly gray, the kind of color that made you feel like you were already half-dead. The only sound was the hum of a flickering fluorescent light above my head. My wrists ached from the cuffs, my skin rubbed raw.

I hated the...