Even The Prisons Were Not That Cruel

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Drew should have expected that same question again, but it didn't make it any easier for him. So, he relayed the shit that had happened to Elodie one more time, while the woman stared at him like he was the spawn of Satan. 

Maybe he was or maybe, he was just a man who had been out on a mission and didn't expect to be entangled in all of this. But then even as he relayed it to Elodie. 

Again, the woman had a blank face, one that seemed to be judging him with every ounce of her being. She despised him, that was no secret but to do, and if she said it to him without expressing it like she always was doing at the moment. 

There were days when all that Drew had wanted was to see Elodie again, but today, he wasn't so sure anymore. This kind of bullshit made him want to forget what it felt like to have the sun rise and set on the same day with him.