Chapter 125

• Zina
• The female officer escorted me into the cell, locking it behind me with a heavy metallic clang. At twenty-five years old, I had never thought I’d find myself in this place.
• I scanned the small cell. There were three grimy, rusted bunks against the walls and a dingy toilet tucked away in the corner. It was a breeding ground for bacteria. The thought of using it made my stomach churn, especially since I was pregnant.