Chapter 32

"No."

"But, I think it would be better if I -"

Benji's sharp tone cuts me off. "I said no. It's final."

It's times like this that I question if Benji and I have even made any progress in our relationship. The finality in his words are set in stone. He's firm in his opinion that he doesn't want me to come, but I don't care.

I know better. Gwen will care if I'm there or not.

I shift my weight in my seat, silently moving food around my plate as I contemplate my next step. Gwen is being temporary released from the cells in a holding room tonight, similar to where I stayed when I first got out. She'll get assigned her own personal Belinda to look after her before decisions are made on where she'll stay.

Decisions that Benji doesn't want me involved with.

"I know you don't want me there," I start, catching the warning stare from his narrowing eyes. "but I know Gwen. She won't react well not knowing what's going on. It'll be good to have a familiar face."

"A familiar face?" He ar