Chapter Two Hundred Seventy Five

Emily.

I have been serving my jail term well, it has been a couple of weeks since I gave birth, a couple of weeks since I last set my eyes on my daughter; my Amelia.

I haven’t gotten any visitors these past few days and I do not mind, I mean I wasn’t an angel that would get visitors regularly.

Being in prison is totally different from when you are free outside. I have been looking forward to the day I will get out of this place—which is still long by the way, but I’m still positive that I would leave sooner.

I missed my baby so much, and at times I do feel that ache in my chest. I wanted to know if they were safe if Ian really did catch up with them, or if Gwen did as I asked.

It wasn't surprising that I do not have visitors. I missed my daughter so much and the pain could be felt in my breasts, both of them were swallowing and at times dripping with milk, but thanks to a kind female officer; the first one I have ever seen since I got to this place, I could pass through that difficult