Mag-log in[BRIAN]When I reach back home and head for the bedroom to check up on Ava, I’m met with a surprise when, instead of finding her on the bed, resting as she should be, I almost bump into her.For a second, I just look at her, stunned into silence.At the time I left, she still hadn’t regained conscio
[AVA]“Let me,” Max says and rushes into the bedroom, immediately helping me with a glass of water.I try not to flinch at the way the muscles in my back scream from lying down for too long. For the most part, my back feels numb, but when I try to move, it hurts like hell.God, how long have I been
[BRIAN]I wanted to kill Beau Fucking Edwards.I wanted to kill him.And I would have, if the prison guards hadn’t shown up only fifteen seconds after I started punching that fucking asshole in the face.Shit.My whole body is still shaking with mad anger when the guards finally escort me out of the
[BRIAN]The prison smells like rust, sweat, and something faintly rotten—like the walls themselves have absorbed decades of violence and regret.I hate it already.A guard leads me down a long corridor lined with thick steel bars. The heavy clang of each gate opening and closing echoes through the h
[AVA]I drift in and out of consciousness, a series of disjointed images and sounds flashing through my mind like a broken film reel.The cold. So much cold. The metallic taste of blood in my mouth.A man’s voice. Cold. Cruel. Laughing.“Good girl,” he whispers, his voice terrifying. “Stay still. Ju
[BRIAN]I give myself only two seconds to take in everything before I decide someone is going to pay with their life for this.I rush to Ava’s side, my body working solely on autopilot as I pick her up from the hard, cold floor and put her down on the couch.Max appears with a blanket that I’m not s







