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Splashing water over her face, Anna looked into the mirror. Tiny droplets glistened on her skin and slid over her cheek. Her hair was still a dark shade of brown with bangs clinging to her forehead.
Heaving out a shuddering breath, Anna hung her head. “I'm gonna lose it,” she whimpered. “If I could do it all over again, I'd leave that damn woman to rot in her cell.”
Jack stood just outside the bathroom with hands in his pockets, his turned to stare at the wall. “You don't mean that,” he muttered. “Whatever her crimes may be, she doesn't deserve to live as a lab rat.”
“Yeah, I know.”
Jack had dyed his hair back to something approximating its natural colour, and she really couldn't blame him for rushing to make the change. Gabi could say whatever she wanted, but blonde looked ridicul
