Clara sat on the bed with a bored expression on her face. She'd learned the name of the man who kidnapped her. His name was Alex, but he's yet to tell her why she was here.
He's also given her some slack on the chains so that she could move around some.. Atleast enough to use the toilet, when he wasn't here.
She's also grown used to the burning of the silver on her skin. It was now just a dull ache that never went away due to the heavy 'jewelry' Alex adorned her with while she was asleep.
He only fed her once a day and that was at dinner. But it wasn't even good so she barley picked at when it came time to eat.
She missed her home, her friends, her family, her mates. She even missed Clary. Because of the silver she was hardly able to talk to her. She could break through for only a fe
