Gilded Prison

Marcella

After a fitful night, I woke to another grey morning. I remembered that the children would be getting their DNA swabs taken sometime during that day. The thought made me feel hopeless. Cassian had not said anything about it but then, apart from trying to haul me into bed and satisfy his libido and render me a helpless slave to his touch in the process, me, he had very little time for me.