Chapter 194. Friends Like Ghosts

CLARISA

Larry’s warnings made me cry in my room, drowning out the sounds so they would not penetrate outside. Luckily for me, no one knocked on the door; I was alone with my tears, and then I let all my pain run free.

Why couldn’t anyone understand what was really going on? I questioned myself with the gentle voice inside me. My relationship with my former friends had changed a lot; I did not want to see them or spend time with them anymore.

From time to time, it occurred to me what had happened to Amy in the prison where I was held. Something inside me blamed me for forgetting that famine and that I was now on her side. I had not forgotten; that was clear because the memories were still there, throbbing like a fever that would not go away.

The insistence I had inside me that I did not want to go on like this was great. My former life was so comfortable that returning to it was a very desirable option for me.

My meeting with the queen proved to me tha