Michael’s POVMy eyes fluttered open just as a policeman stepped into the cell.“Mr. Whitmore, there’s someone here to see you,” he said, motioning for me to follow as he unlocked the door.I stood, stiff from hours on the cold bench, and stepped out silently.Donovan and I had been separated the moment the judgment was passed.Since then, I hadn’t seen him, didn’t know where he was, or what he was plotting—if anything.But one thing I knew for certain: I couldn’t stay trapped in this place forever.Not just the prison, but this headspace I’d been stuck in—full of guilt, and regret. Marietta’s face had been haunting me.The woman I betrayed.The love I destroyed.And my daughter… the one who never got to live.As the officer led me down the dim hallway and into the visiting room, my breath caught in my throat.Sitting across the table was Mr. Sterling.My heart skipped, and my steps faltered.The officer saluted him before quietly exiting the room, leaving just us.I thought about t
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