Chapter 132

• In the prison yard, the atmosphere was thick with tension as Ethan leaned against the cold concrete wall, trying to keep his head down. A group of prisoners loitered nearby, their laughter ringing out like a warning. Among them was Cole, a man known for his sharp tongue and cruel jests.
• “Hey!” Cole called out, a smirk creeping across his face. “We heard your wife is a sexy bitch. I saw her poster on the street wearing a sexy bikini. Dame, I still had that poster, using it to stroke my little one." He pointed toward his dick. And laugh. "Why did you even leave her? I wish I could bang her myself.”
• Ethan’s blood boiled at the words. He felt a surge of anger rush through him, igniting a fire in his chest. He had tried to ignore the taunts, but this crossed a line. “Shut your mouth!” he shouted, his fists clenching tightly at his sides.