Chapter 11
The cell door closed behind Mira with its usual clang followed by the mechanical clicking of the lock, but for once, Mira wasn’t analyzing the sounds for clues on how to break free. Still a prisoner, still stuck in hell, but somehow at that moment, she was okay with it. Maybe she could trust Lucian. She didn’t want to get her hopes up, but Lucian had mentioned getting her out. If he intended to help even in the slightest way, she might finally taste that freedom she so desperately desired. But the realist in her threw a wet blanket on those burgeoning hopes. Humans could not be trusted, a fact Mira had had beaten into her on more than one occasion. Nice words and some small comforts shouldn’t turn her head so quickly. She needed to be smarter than that.
Mira stood idly in the
