Chapter 24
Ivy woke up in the same curled ball in which she had fallen asleep. She had managed to roll herself so her back was flat with the concrete wall at the back of her cell; but she could still feel her blood itching to get out. If she was already feeling the silver’s effects after sleeping, she couldn’t imagine what Lilka was feeling. Lilka? Yeah? Lilka’s voice was quiet. Are you okay? Ivy asked, worry making her voice waver a little. Uh huh. Don’t worry about me. Focus on keeping us strong. Lilka panted out. Ivy agreed nodding to herself. There was no way she was going to fail Lilka. She placed her hands on the cool floor, pushing herself up so she was sat facing her glimmering prison bars. Blocking Lilka off for a second, Ivy let herself slump. She let herself feel the despair and wo
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