Clarke didn't believe in happy endings. Not, since she had lost nearly every soul who she ever dare to care about. Loss was all she knew by now. People after people, why doesn't it ever end? Loving was something she was afraid to do. How could she give her soul to another if they're going to get taken from her anyways? So, she stopped. Stopped caring, stopped giving her mind to another. Because if she did, she might finally break. _____________________________________________ The story takes place after 3x7, which, i know, is a lot used plot, but it's going to have a lot of twists and i have planned to write five books so its going to be long journey!!