You okay Em?" Stuart asks from the hole between our cells.
I shake my head, forgetting he can't see me in the blackness of the room. But I can't form words. I know he will understand. I suspect he's felt the same a few times. God knows what they’ve done to him.

Autore: Tara Brown

You okay Em?" Stuart asks from the hole between our cells.<br />I shake my head, forgetting he can't see me in the blackness of the room. But I can't form words. I know he will understand. I suspect he's felt the same a few times. God knows what they’ve done to him. - Tara Brown




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