Faith pov
“Hello faith”, Connors' voice echoes through the small dark space.
I don’t bother to respond. I’m too tired, I just lay pathetic on the floor, waiting for sleep to claim me.
“Declan’s been here.” He commented angrily.
“Did you say anything to him?” I’m not sure if he was genuinely asking me or accusing me. Either way, I don’t care. I don’t owe anyone anything just for visiting me.
“I know that you can hear me Faith.” Connor smacks the cage trying to startle me.
“Faith” he smacks the cage again. “I can hear you breathing, so I know you’re not dead.” Connor exclaims.
Oh, he thinks I’m playing some game to lure him in here. I hadn’t actually thought of that. The only problem with such a plan was that I was still chained in silver , the constant contact with my skin had
