Ivy’s POV
I was trapped in a dark, rank-smelling prison cell with nothing but a small cot, a torn, thin blanket, a mouldy pillow, and a metal toilet with a tiny sink on top. There were no windows, so I couldn’t work out where I was, no way out other than the bars on the cell behind me. It felt like the walls were closing in on me. I felt claustrophobic, like they would keep coming at me until they squeezed me to death.
But I couldn't worry about that. I rushed towards the bars hoping my vampire strength would be enough to bend them so I could escape, but when I gripped them, the skin on my hands started to burn. I let go quickly, pulling back and looking up to see the blue glow from an ultraviolet light on the ceiling just before the bars. My hand instinctively went to my chest. My pend
