Kate is still asleep when I arrive at her cell. Wrapped completely in a blanket, only her hair is visible. The guard makes no effort to be silent when he unlocks the door, walks to her, and shakes her shoulder to wake her up.
“What do you want?” she moans, not getting out from under the blanket.
“You have a visitor,” he replies nonchalantly as he walks out and locks the door again.
“She’s all yours. Let me know if she’s any trouble,” the guard grins at me.
I watch the guard walk away before I turn to Kate. She is sitting upright and glares at me with pure hatred.
“The only solace in this place is that I don’t have to see your face,” she sneers at me. “Now you’re taking that from me as well.”
“Good morning to you, too,” I ignore her blazing eyes and just stare back at her. She never i
