Heather sat in the corner of her cell, silent as usual. To say the last month had been difficult would be doing her pain a disservice. Kerana and Deora visited almost daily (usually together). While she appreciated their desire to not leave her alone, she found it difficult to speak to them.
It was the day before her trial, and she did not have a positive outlook on the outcome. She knew what happened to metas that were considered too dangerous to be allowed free. Kerana told her again and again that it wouldn't be so, but Heather knew better.
So she sat, with her arms wrapped around her knees and her wings wrapped around her naked body. She had declined clothes. Clothes were for people, not monsters.
It was at that moment that she wished Liv would come and see her. The thought of that one kiss, that one amazing kiss, caused her to start crying again.
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