a's
rs. I walked past while guards showed neutral expressions with small acknowledgment as they looked away from my directio
ood," I
. Recollections of my prison times surfaced as I departed because
t's time f
squinting against the sunlight. A low sky smeared the landscape w
ch footstep. Today became their anniversary after I had lost everything.
sis of my downfall so I cannot
nding at a great distance beyond the prison walls. All prisoners must receive notice the d
ion at this stage. A bottle of alco
local area. Turn right two times to locate
ly and said, "
hut my eyes for a while and opened them back. As I entered a dim bar, the warm glow
t its sharp edges. Laughter and music faded into a distant hum
al flashed in my memory, igniting the flames of revenge. With each sip, I became an
est BMW. It was a symbol of everything I detested-wealth, power, and th
and raised my foot to kick at the side mirro
ed out in pain and tears as
eyes of him. His presence was like a storm showcasing the Mafia aura around me. I co
ng?" he demanded, his voice low and me
ntly as nausea washed over me. Before I could step back, I was retching, the contents of my s
ry, his jaw tightening as he took a step b
this," he growled, his
ce. At that moment, all I noticed was my body movements without controlling them, especially my hand
ap of his fingers. "Take her t
ked shut behind me, sealing my fate. I felt a mix of anger and humiliation as I sank into the plush sofa, the fabric foreign against my
he said, his voice smooth but laced with an underlying threat. He approached, his eyes locking onto mine w
ut?" I shot back, defianc
wall. "Oh, I don't think you understand. It is either you pay b
ed on me. "What do you mean? How do yo
ted, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips. "That
world. I had dreamed of revenge, of reclaiming my power, and now I'm trapped in a
t do that!" I protes