Loved by chance

Chapter 11

Clare's pov

'Lock her up in the basement' ordered Anna when she got tired of whipping me. I was forcefully dragged to my room when I caught a glimpse of my mum. She was in tears and looked sadder than I did. I wish I could go over to wipe her tears off her face but I need more help than her at the moment.

I was dropped on the cold floor of the basement. The basement was dark as usual because my grandma never bothered to put a light bulb in it as she considered it a prison room for me. I coiled myself up into a ball as the room temperature seemed colder.

'Mother please allow Clare to be transferred to her room, the basement is too cold. She might catch a cold' pleaded Elena, Clare's mum.

'Do I look like I care about her wellbeing. She's being punished for her mistake' replied Anna while enjoying a bowl of grapes

'Mother remember that the Cromwells won't accept a miserable girl as a bride for their son'

'Are you trying to threaten me woman? Don't get on my nerves. Get out of here this very minute'

Elena had no choice but to leave to her room so Clare spent the night in the cold basement.