Chapter 12 — Torn Between Fear and Fire

Amara

Guard Pike walks out of my cell as I begin to open the letter. I stare down at it, fingers trembling, but my chest is hollow. I’m too numb for fear now—too used to it clawing at my insides to care.

Good morning, little one,

Have you been thinking about what a bad girl you were? You should be. ...

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