Chapter 44

• Annabelle’s eyes were filled with hot tears as she bit her fingernails in anxiety. Rhoda had never seen her daughter in this shape before. She has never been this emotional about anyone.
• Ever since I was led away into the prison yard by the guards, she never stopped crying. In fact, Rhoda had already gotten tired of answering her questions because she never stopped asking her where I was.
• Staring at the untouched plate of food on the ground, Rhoda’s gaze went up to her daughter whose face was buried into the pillow. She was sobbing uncontrollably.