Chapter Seventeen
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I had been in here for far too long.
All I wanted was for him to walk in here and see the paper scattered all over the cell floor so I can see that look on his face, but now night was setting in and I was still within this confinement and was beginning to lose my mind.
I did not like being confined to such small spaces. It made me feel claustrophobic. It made me feel like I was going to peel the very skin off my face. But that's just how frustrated I was. I was in here in the darkness, and still I had no idea what was going on. I wanted to speak to somebody, anybody. Even if they were going to be disrespecting me, sassing up to me, at least that was a conversation and I'll be having it with someone other than just being here, staring at pl
