Romain
I'm a ball of nerves. My chest is tight, and my stomach is in knots.
I haven't felt this way in a long time. I didn't feel this way even when I was first thrown in here for a crime I didn't commit. Knowing that tonight will be the night I'll be free gives me hope, and that's a dangerous emotion, especially for a man like me.
I've had a hard time processing everything Fang said to me, the man who's allegedly my father. I can't deny it and neither would the next man. Our faces are almost identical save for the scars marring his. Even our build is similar.
Everyone knew he was my father, except for the Dravensworth kids. I'm pretty sure Emmalee didn't know. It explains why they treated me the way they did. I think now about some of the things Justus said to me. Even Trudy. They
