Chapter 53

EDITH

Staring at the cold walls that had been my companions for years, the silence I had gotten used to, and the occasional screams from the inmates in the other cell were what I had done all these years. I was the only one locked in this four-cornered room. The first few years were the worst. I almost died from loneliness and silence. I couldn't count how many times I considered ending my life, but the thought of meeting the reason they threw me behind bars was enough to make me strive to live. 18 years it had been...Almost 19 years. Soon, they will let me out. And when they do… June better watch her back.

After all, I was in this place because of her.

I sat on the bed, looking at the markings on the wall before my gaze drifted to my nails, bloodied and ugly. Something that was once a pride to me was nothing but pain. Each night before I went to sleep, I scribbled dates on the wall. It was the only thing that kept me sane in a place like this. Otherwise, the darkness would have long