Chapter 194

In the cold, dead silence of the prison, Clara sat alone in a corner, scribbling into her diary. A pen and a notebook-that was probably the only thing the Quinns bothered to give her after she ended up here. Back when she was still living with the Quinns, it always looked like she had everything-spoiled, loved, doted on. But none of that ever mattered compared to the way Fraser loved Bellamy. She'd fallen for Fraser from the very first time she saw him when she was thirteen, clinging to that moment like it meant something. "What's your name?" he'd asked. That was the first thing Fraser ever said to her. There were tons of kids her age in the Quinns' house then, almost all boys. The ringleader of the chaos? Fraser's older brother, Axel. Axel was a total menace-always dragging that wild little gang up trees, onto rooftops, pulling every stupid prank they could think of. When Clara had first arrived, she used to find frogs, crickets, and mice outside her door. All Axel's handiwork. The gu