Novel & Cerita Prison Door Scarlet Letter

“I’m still taking you to my apartment. You won’t get away this time, witch. This time, you have to pay for your sins.” Scarlet was silent the entire drive, and when we arrived at my penthouse, she followed me like a lost puppy. She kept looking and typing on her phone, and it kept on vibrating whenever she received a text. I didn’t want to bother myself with such trivial things, so I ignored it. I pressed the key code on my door. “Hey,” I called her attention. “Ladies first.” “Oh,” She slipped the phone into her pocket and stepped inside the door first but stopped when a flash of light illuminated the whole floor.

Asked Scarlet. “She must be busy,” Said Peace and breathed in harshly, “Love, what have you done to yourself? How did you end up like this?” Asked Scarlet as she shouldered Peace, who was having a hard time standing up straight. “It happened while I was working,” “Come on in, I will call for the doctor,” Said Scarlet and pulled her inside the gate. “Go grab the luggage,” Scarlet said to the guard who stood by the gate. Isaac too followed them with a proud expression.

Going in, Scarlett realized that she thought of things in a simple ways. There were several torture weapons that she has never seen before, and every prison she passes through has each person bloody and half dead but not dead. "Wow" She muttered. "We can go back now if you want" Damien said but Scarlett shook her head and still followed behind him. They got to a place as a Solider opened the door for them letting them in. Walking into the place, Scarlett widened her eyes. "I suddenly remember what I've been forgetting for the past week. Hello Nelly" She waved her hand at Nelly who was at the same Cell with Scar.

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

She looked like she had been dragged through the mud. Mrs. Smith asked crossly, “What happened?” Chavonne pouted and was about to complain when I interrupted first, lowering my lashes pitifully. “Mrs. Smith, it seems everyone has misunderstood the contents of our conversation yesterday. I still don’t know why you suddenly singled me out, but like you said, the girl in the photo has a mole on her neck, and I don’t. “You’ll bear witness for me, won’t you? Surely you won’t side with Chavonne just because she’s your daughter.”

Father McMullen knelt before the altar, his hands trembling as he clasped the rosary, praying for clarity. And also, he had to admit, praying for protection. His mind still flashed images of that girl, Scarlet, brought here by her mother so many days before, of that moment when even here, in this holy place, every window shattered. The father glanced up and looked all around, as if wondering if it had really happened—and he felt a sinking pit in his stomach as he was given the stark reminder, the former windows now boarded up with plywood.

There’d be a lot of questioning—and she didn’t have any answers. Scarlet finally reached the end of what felt like the longest hall in the school, came to the last door, and grabbed the knob. She braced herself and took a deep breath, clutching her books in one hand, and opened it. “The algorithm for a triangle that does not exceed—”

Without hesitating, she approached it and grabbed it with one swift movement before returning to the direction of the door. Her hands trembled as she curled her fingers around the doorknob. Her brows raised slightly when she pushed the door open. For a moment, she thought it would be locked. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for the next phase. All she planned to do was find an escape route and get the hell out of there but some plans don't always go as expected. The door creaked when she opened it and two men walked in. Scarlett swallowed her saliva, and she could feel her blood run cold as their harsh gaze and stony face trapped her to a spot.

Their nap was broken by a ringing of bell "Scarlet I think food is here go and bring it na please" Christy said in a sleepy voice "No you go this time I have ordered food you it's your turn to receive it" Scarlet said covered her face with pillow "Please Scarlet I am really tired" "I am tired too christy" "See the delivery man will go If we will not open the door please go na Scarlet" "Arghh let's play stone,paper and scissor and the one loose will open the door" Scarlet said and Christy agreed

Sister Margaret said as she handed it to me. My eyes froze when I saw the address of the place from the prison that had Rogue locked up. “Is there anything else?” I asked as she shook her head. “Please give me privacy.” The moment Sister Margaret closed the door; I ripped open the first letter as a bloody pencil fell out before I looked at the paper written in blood. Dear Daniel,