Enzo woke up to the sound of wails from the next door. This was nothing new for him. He was in a reformatory institution after all.
The man was slowly getting used to things. He conducted his morning routine and walked towards the cafeteria to eat. Since most of the victims in the institution were trauma victims, they were requested to learn to socialize.
It was why their meals were served in a public cafeteria. Lorenzo got a tray of food and sat down ready for it. A beautiful young teenage girl sat beside him, shortly after.
She was none other than number 22. Her name was Ava. The girl who was filled with so much hatred and resentment was slowly learning to let go. She had hated men all her life for what her father did to her mother.
The first time Enzo had shared his story, she had hated him too for what he did to Jasmine. It was precise because of her hatred towards him that the pair was arranged to share a table.