Griffin’s POV
They packed the holding cell with killers, rapists and f*****g all kinds of dangerous people. I sit down on the bench with no idea how to fit in. I always thought that I was the perfect man, the one that could turn any situation in my favour. Until I had to face the worse possible fear a man could have, and that’s prison. The feeling of knowing that you have no move left, you can’t call a bluff. This is reality, no f*****g game. I glared at how the powerful man around me looks beaten.
They have no play left in the world. The difference between me and them, I’m here because I’m sick of putting Rosie and Mia in danger.
Where the fear of giving up reflects on their faces like a f*****g pain, they can never escape. I don’t know how to read this. Prison life? Am I ready to ju
