Chapter 66

Writer's POV

Eleanor day in the cell, drawing a line on the wall with a stone, counting the number of days she had spent there. A week and still counting. She hated that she kept waiting to see Harrison, hoping she was wrong about him not being about her. She rested on the wall, tossing the stone far away. Counting the days was hopeless, she needs her father.

A cop came by and fumbled with the keys and the lock of her gate. She sat there, behaving like she wasn't aware that her gate was being opened. "Someone is here to see you."

She jolted up. "Me?" She wasn't sure she heard well. It's been seven days and no one came to see her. So eager to see who it was although she wasn't hoping it would be Harrison. Harrison won't be coming again, she kept reminding himself. She followed the cop to the visiting room.

Nikki stood there, smiling with pity at Eleanor. Eleanor smiled, she has been expecting her. She sat down and used the telephone that was in the corner of the room. They both stared