Malena´s POV

The cold dividers of my cell squeezed in around me, a chilling update of the segregation I presently confronted. The moon exterior cast a frequenting gleam, the shadows moving like specters over the stone floor. Disloyalty had carved its stamp into my heart, but the obscurity that encompassed me was indeed more choking.

The sound of drawing nearer strides made me tense, a blend of fear and unease twirling inside me. I observed as the cell entryway swung open, uncovering the one I slightest needed to see – Dalila. She stood there, a grin playing at the corners of her lips.

"Well, well, in the event that it...