Life outside the gates of Cadet Prison

Five Years Later

Ivory’s POV

What is the difference between times past and time’s past?

I personally do not know.

I do not know.

But I do know that it’s been five years.

Five long years since I last saw life the gates of Cadet Prison.

Since that incident—

The incident that changed my life, the one that brought me in here but most importantly, the one that gave me my son.

Standing outside the gates of Cadet Prison after all these years, the air tugging on my skin felt different, felt new.

There really was something called a breath of freedom. You will never know what it means until you’re trapped, enslaved, or imprisoned.

If you’re wondering what’s going on, if you’re curious to know why I’m standing out here and talking about freedom after only five years when I was supposed to do ten, then here’s a summary in three lines:

A thief was caught in Gusan County

It turned out to be Lori Spencer.

I am free!

Mondays are now my favorite day of the week.

It was on a Monday, that the u