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SASHA’S POV

I was sitting on the cold, hard bench in the cell, staring at the cracked wall in front of her. I’ve come to accept my life now since it was clear that there was nothing I could do that would get me out.

It was something I’ve been forced to accept over time because I had been frantic at first. I never thought that this was ever going to happen but it was and there was nothing I could do. The light that was shining overhead flickered now and then, giving the room eerie shadows every now and then.

The room was a small, dingy space. The smell of sweat, mold, and despair was very thick in the air and it constantly reminded me where I was and most importantly, how far I had.

I clenched my fists tightly and my nails dug into my palms, but the pain didn't bother me at all. I was so consumed by anger and being frustrated that my mind raced with thoughts of revenge and how I was going to make Adeline pay for everything she had done to me but first I had to figure out a way to