All Chapters of The Prophecy Of His Luna : Chapter 41

CHAPTER 41 Clara's POV: The bunk is hard. It was comfortable when I first lay on it but I have been in the same position for so long and my entire body was cramping. I do not know how long I have been like this by the way. It is like living in muscle memory. I was just living without really trying to put effort into anything. Not making efforts to change position on the bed. Not making efforts to try and peep through the window of the cell I was locked in. But mostly not making an effort to think. I wanted to be so detached from my thoughts. I did not want to rely on the fact that my son was kidnapped by my father and that his life could be at risk. I did not want to feel guilty for not being there.I did not want to think. I did not want to panic. I did not want to feel. I just wanted to be null. Saying I was scared was an understatement. For the first time in my nearly perfect smooth powerful life, I felt low. Depressed, dejected. Clara Brad I knew was not like this.If this wa