Only an Imitation
Sebastian went inside and sat for a solid five minutes before a guard with Alicia came in. Her hands were cuffed behind her and the orange jumpsuit made her look more maniacal than I remembered her.
Despite the one-way glass wall between us, I felt the crushing weight of panic hit me. I saw that devious smirk on her lips, so familiar yet so distant as she saw Sebastian sitting from behind.
Surprise flashed in her eyes when she went over to her side and I noted it.
My head was swimming with thoughts, but I tried my best to push them back and focus on the interaction happening in front of me.
I took in a deep breath and then opened the notebook I had brought alongside me.
I had known I would be distracted and scared in the face of my tormentor when I sat in the car this morning. But I had not been ready for the train that hit me when I saw her.