SCARLETT
I’d been sitting in that cold, empty cell for hours. No sense of time. No sun. Just this suffocating silence that settled into my bones like frostbite. My hands trembled slightly in my lap, though I tried to act like I was calm. Strong. But inside? I was crumbling.
The heavy metal door creaked open. My body jerked. An officer stood there, stiff and unreadable.
“We’re transferring you.”
“Officer… please,” I tried, my voice cracking. “Can we just—”
“No.” His tone sliced like a blade. “Pull her out.”
Rough hands grabbed my arm. I was yanked up before I could gather myself. I tried to resist—God, I tried—but what could I do?
“Let go!” I cried. “I’m pregnant!”
No one listened.
They shoved me into a van already packed with others. Women with blank stares, heavy eyes, wrists ch
