Chapter 158 Beast In The Cell

• SABRINA’S POV
• The concrete floor of the county correctional facility was freezing, but the cold inside my chest was far worse. For months, my life had been reduced to this gray, suffocating box, stripped of the wealth, the status, and the absolute power I had spent my entire life building.
• I had gone from commanding luxury boardrooms and high-society galas to being locked away with the dregs of society, all because I let my blind, unyielding hatred dictate my moves.