Chapter 9 Locked Away
- Celine POV
- 24 Years Old
- The walls of my cell have become both a torment and a twisted comfort. They are rough, cold stone, unyielding and lifeless. Compared to the places I’ve lived before, this is by far the worst. Even the tiniest bedrooms I once called home offered me something: warmth, a bed, even a small semblance of dignity. Here, there’s nothing but dirt and despair.