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Chapter 144

Author: Blessed assurance
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-01 17:39:03

Lisa’s POV

The sound of the prison door echoed down the hallway as the guard guided me out and led me into the visiting room. My heart raced, a rare hope and dread twisting in my gut. It had been weeks since I’d seen anyone from my family, my parents had refused to come too, and the orange prison jumpsuit wear felt like a second skin now, scratchy and humiliating.

When I spotted Grandfather sitting at the scarred wooden chair, a wave of relief washed over me. He was the only one who could fix this nightmare right?

“Lisa,” he said, his voice calm but his eyes distant as I sat down across from him. The guard stood by the door, arms crossed, watching us. Grandfather’s face was cold, his jaw set in that familiar sad line, but there was no warmth in his expression, no reassuring smile too.

“Grandfather, thank God you’re here,” I choked out, leaning forward, my hands chained to the table rattling slightly. “You have to get me out. This place is hell.”

He sighed, shaking his head. Before he
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