When hours turn into days, and days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months, one’s hope and fight for freedom turn into a need for survival in the hopes that they will be rescued… someday.
Anya looked at the door with hopes that one of these days someone will come for her and take her away from this hell that Melinda had put her. The door suddenly burst open and the devil walked in with a sinister smile on her lips “Waiting for your knight in shining armour?”
Melinda stared at the woman who was the reason she went to jail, two years of her youthful life were wasted in that hell hole! Two years of torture from fellow women, two years of prison gangs, and two years of pleasing the guards in order to get herself a little extra protection.
Melinda toyed with her hair, it was once silky
