Chapter 82. Elope

ROSE

As I sat on the cold bare floor of the jail, my head placed on my crouched legs, the other activity going on around me was nothing. I just couldn’t hear. Or maybe I refused to listen to anything that was going on around me.

Even the talks between her inmate. In summary, it was as if I was both there and not.

“Rose!” The sharp voice of the the warden thag always patrol their cell area cut into her ears and she knew better than to keep sitting there like that without acknowledging the older woman’s call.

She raised her head and stood up abruptly as she unintentionally rubbed her hands on the orange ugly looking gown they wore in the cell, as he we eyes met the woman’s.

“Yes.” I said barely in an audibe tone.

“You have a visitor.” She said as the sound of the padlock persisted, while the woman unlocked it.

“A visitor?” I blinked. For the last few weeks that I’ve been locked here, it was as if I have been cut off from the outside world, the one that hurts the most was not knowing wh