He came out dressed in orange coloured uniform, with hands in cuff. He still looked handsome and had grown beard. The sight broke Melly’s heart. He sat down, smiling at her as he picked the mouthpiece as they were separated by the thick glass.
She saw something in his eyes, something she had never seen. It was mean, still and vicious. He bit his lip lightly, his jaw bone shifted and she knew her husband was determined. No scintilla of fear in him, no sign of regret, but the fire in his eyes raged, yet, he was still trying to smile.
“ Hey.” His deep voice came through the earpiece and stopped at nowhere except at the deepest part of her heart.
“ Hey.” She forced a smile and did not want to cry. She wanted to stay strong, and make him strong, but it was not easy. That was her Jeff behind
