Jade Pinkerton pov Leaning against the cage, I looked up at the bedroom door opening slowly, and the young servant girl, Jesse, peeking inside. “Do you want to talk?” She asked me quietly and I gave her a confused scowl. “What is there to talk about?” I questioned rudely. Giving me a pout she scurried inside and then pushed a chair toward my cage. “I overheard you telling the commander that you were bored, and since I'm all alone here now, I'm bored as well,” she said curtly as she sat and faced me. “How old are you even?” I asked bluntly. Fiddling with her hands on her lap she sighed. “I'm sixteen and my mom was killed at the warehouse in your town…I was told you were responsible,” Jesse ground out as her strange colored eyes rose to my startled ones. “I, I uh, I was trying to save people,” I blurted, and she tilted her head as she studied me. “By killing mine?” “There were others who were fighting back. So it wasn't just me,” I lied while my mind pictured the
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