Michaela’s POV.
I’m woken been soaked. I cough and splutter and see I’m naked and back in the cage but I am not in the cage next to Derryn.
“Don’t make this harder than it already is. Play nice and you will get rewarded. As for your mother. We will make sure she gets the burial she deserves.” I look at the guard and hack up spit and let it fly. He sighs and steps out of the cage and slams it closed and I jump as he gives me a pleading look and walks away.
I roll over and face the wall. I curl into a ball and sob. All I can see is her. My mother, not the monster she became but the one who died to save me.
“Michalea. Michaela. Wake up. What happened?” I hear the hoarse voice of Derryn but I ignore her.
“Come on, Michalea. Wake up. You are stronger than this!” She snaps but I keep igno
