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CHAPTER 232

Julia’s POV

I heard the clatter of a metal tray being slipped through the small slot in my cell door. I glared at him through the steel bars I was gripping with my hands. “I’m right here, Idiot!” I shouted. But the guard just kept on going, his expression impassive.

I walked over and glanced at the tray. The food looked bland and unappetizing, a sad heap of grayish slop that seemed to mock my misery. My stomach churned at the sight, and I suddenly felt like throwing up. I pushed the plate away with a disgusted groan.

“I’m not hungry,” I muttered to the empty cell. “I couldn’t even stomach that if I tried.”

As I turned away from the food, my mind suddenly shifted to thoughts of Sophia. The idea of her being here instead of me seemed to fan the fire inside me. I grew even more livid. Why was I stuck in this hellhole while she was out there, living her life?

It was then that a distant memory surfaced, one I hadn’t thought about in years. I remembered meeting Sophia for the very first tim
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