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MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

Author: E.O Jixxie
last update publish date: 2026-10-21 15:20:54

CHAPTER 139: MOTHER AND DAUGHTER

The private visitor room in the holding facility was small, smelling faintly of old antiseptic and damp concrete, with a single, reinforced glass partition separating the two sides.

I stood on the prisoner side, my hands resting flat against the cold metal ledge, staring straight ahead at the woman sitting on the other side of the glass.

Kira looked older than I remembered. Her dark hair was streaked heavily with grey, pulled back into the same severe knot she
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