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buckled under me and I began to collapse, only held up when a pair of arms that I recognized as Keon’s caught me just in time.
“Keon will be escorting you to the funeral and you’ll have a tracker on you, so don’t get any ideas.”
I couldn’t say anything because my mind was having trouble processing what he’d just said. I finally looked up at the warden.
“My mother’s dead?” I said softly, feeling like this was all a dream, some kind of weird aftereffect after we’d exiled the ghost.
The warden’s momentary sympathy was obviously gone, replaced by frustration with my inability to pull myself together.
“You need to get going if you don’t want to miss the funeral. Give my regards to Julian,” he said before turning his back and signaling the conversation was over.
Give my regards to…
Bastard. Of course there would be no repercussions to Julian.
That was just for the rest of us.
I lunged towards the warden, but Keon’s arms prevented me from getting anywhere. He dragged me out of the office kicking and screaming. Once away from the warden, I began to sob against Keon, clenching his shirt tightly.
I hated her, but I’d also loved her. I wasn’t sure what exactly I was mourning. Maybe it was simply the fact that I would never have a chance for her to love me.
Keon’s footsteps stopped. I lifted my head and saw that we’d made it to the front entrance of the prison, something I hadn’t seen since that first day.
The enormous doors slowly swung open. And the sun was there, not concealed by clouds, its light almost blinding me after months and months of nothing but shadows and darkness.
Keon set me down, and I took my first steps out of the prison.
It was a strange thing, but the sunlight in that moment felt alien and unfamiliar. I felt like a stranger under the clear, blue sky. The sounds of birds flying above me screeched against my ears.
I realized something terrifying just then—the sunlight no longer felt like home.
Nightmare Penitentiary had changed me. I’d become a part of its darkness. And somehow, it felt sweeter than the sun.
What had I become?
To Be Continued…
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Acknowledgments
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Bound by C. R. Jane and Mila Young
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Bound
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Prologue
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