“Hey, Jess, how are you holding up?” Lena’s voice echoed across the cell, reaching Jess who stood on the opposite side, her fingers tightly gripping the cold metal bars.
Glancing nervously at the other inmates lingering in the cramped space, Jess felt a wave of apprehension wash over her. “I… I’m not doing well. Amara’s gone, and they’re pointing fingers at me. They think I did it.”
Lena’s expression softened with empathy. “I know you didn’t do it. You’re too kind-hearted for something like that, Jess. It’s unjust for you to be stuck in here when you’re innocent.”
Tears welled up in Jess’s eyes as she struggled to hold back the overwhelming emotions. “I don’t belong here. I’m innocent.”
“So, what are you going to do to prove it?” Lena’s voice held a hint of challenge. “Right now, no o
