[PRESENT TIME]
Penny sat behind her desk, pausing every once in a while to think about her friend, Heart.
"Impossible," she breathed out, narrowing her eyes as she shook her head. "Don't tell me, Sister Belle is… Heart?"
Again, Penny shook her head to rid herself of those thoughts. What were the odds? But then again, that birthmark looked so much the same and in the same place as the one Heart had. Penny would know because she had seen it a lot of times.
Heart was mute, and the burn on her body was so severe she looked like a monster. It was what other inmates called her to mock or make fun of her. After all, Heart barely had a few strands of hair, which Penny would sometimes shave for her.