Epilogue

It had been three months since Dad's death, and I had been rotting inside this cell since Catherine had captured me. I was stuck with only a bunk bed and a vicinity of a toilet that I was too afraid to use. As I stayed here which seemed like forever, and I couldn't help wondering about what had happened; it still hadn't struck me.

Dad was gone. I still couldn't believe it. The person I had been fighting for my whole life was already dead. It was all because of Catherine. She ruined us, and she took everything we had in just one snap. She overthrew Hansel in the company, killed Dad in front of my own bare eyes, and put me in this jail to make me suffer even longer. I detested being here, but there wasn't any way out.

As the misery prolonged, I was starting to wonder what had happened to Hansel. If he was still alive or if he was captured by the Houstons. He hadn't visited me in this jail since the day we'd part ways because I'd escaped. I d