Chapter 77

• “What are you doing?” I asked the warden who had climbed on top of her despite her struggles. It was an unsettling sight to witness and I felt awful for Irene in that moment. Her eyes were wild and ferocious, filled with tears yet sparkling with determination. Her voice was loud, broken and terrified.
• “Who are you?” The prison warden stopped as he cast a disparaging look at me but when his eyes fell on Dahlia, he lost all the colour in his face. “I was just disciplining her as I was asked to,” he said, his jaw quivering as he tried to clench his teeth.
• “Does disciplining her have anything to do with forcing yourself on her?” I asked. Even as we were speaking, he still had her pinned to the ground. “Is this a new security method I’m unaware of?”