She was sitting on the bed, her hands clasped together, tears falling onto her legs as the minutes passed. And they were passing very quickly.
It was visiting time, but Robert hadn't arrived.
He had told her he would come, but no one came for her, indicating that he hadn't arrived. She stood up, walked towards the door and looked outside; it looked deserted. She heard footsteps, someone was approaching. Could it be that someone had come to visit her?
"Against the wall, hands on your head," they indicated before opening the door. "You have a family visitor, Robert Graham. Do you accept?" The question was unnecessary, she had been waiting for them anxiously.
"I accept," she replied happily. They put handcuffs on her, and Alice no longer had time to dry her face.
She entered that room an
