After the explosion, my mind immediately goes to my baby. Everything else fades into insignificance as I regain consciousness to a grim reality. Bars surround me, the cold metal pressing against my skin. Prison.
"Sylvia..." I whisper, the absence of my mother chilling me to the core.
"Lady Sabrina?" I call out, my voice reverberating in the desolate hallway.
"Is anybody there? Help me!" I scream, desperation clawing at my throat as I grasp at the bars of my cell.
"Please, help me!" I continue to plead until exhaustion claims me, and I drift into a fitful sleep.
When I wake, a familiar voice pierces the silence, accompanied by the faces of my captors - Lovely and Sage. A police gamma lurks nearby, armed and ready. Rage floods my veins as I rise, striking the bars with a ferocity born o
