The next morning, I was woken up by a guard who told me to work.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I grabbed the guard and said, "My child! Someone came and killed my child yesterday!"

The guard looked at me. "Are you crazy?"

"No, I wasn't!"

I defended it.

But the basins they brought yesterday took all the things that came out of my belly.

I lowered my head and saw some blood on my pants. I pointed at the blood and said to the guards, "Here, here is the blood yesterday!"

The prison guard looked at me and glared at me. "We're all women. You're menstruating."

No matter what I said, the guards didn't believe it.

And they arranged me to work.

When I finished my work and tried to get back to my cell, the guards stopped me. She pointed to a multi-person cell and said, "Today, you live here."

I suddenly realized why I was able to live in that well-conditioned cell yesterday.

Maybe it was because someone has already arranged everything.

As soon as I entered the cell, a few fat women gathered around me, and one of them grabbed my hair and asked, "Are you the one who screamed so loud that I didn't sleep well yesterday?"

"No... I..."

When I saw her fierce and wanted to subconsciously deny it, I got a punch in the face!

Afterwards, several women pressed me into the corner and beat and kicked me.

I crouched into a group and only heard one of the people who hit me say, "This one has a special approval. We can hit her anyway, as long as we don't kill her."

I feel chilly.

Sean Jessop, you are so cruel !

As time goes by, a year and a half of prison time is finally over.

I stood at the door of the prison with old scars and new scars. The strong sunshine shined on me, and some pain made me feel more alive.

"Welcome back, June."

As I looked up and felt the freedom, a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

It was from Daniell.

Not seen for more than a year, he was wearing a light-colored suit. He looked more mature and handsome.

A year and a half of cruel prison life made me skinny. My hair was yellow and my skin was dry and inelastic.

Standing with him, I thought I was ugly.

Daniell's attitude towards me hasn't changed at all because of my change in appearance.

He gently opened the copilot's door for me.

In early spring, when it was still cold, he turned on the heating for me.

I sat in the car. I just feel that I've frozen through a long time ago and felt a little warm now.

Fortunately, I wear long-sleeved clothes, which can well cover the wounds on my body.

Along the way, Daniell has been apologizing to me.

He said that he had a bad life and had been blaming himself for not helping me in the end in the past year and a half.

I looked at him stiffly and felt more guilty.

"It's all my family business. I'm grateful that you keep thinking about me."

As I spoke, I turned on my phone.

The latest piece of message was from Daisy.

She said she had a job and asked Daniell to pick me up if she couldn't come back.

The car drove down to a neighborhood.

Daniell handed me a key. "This is the house I rented for you. I have bought all the supplies inside."

"No"

I was about to refuse, but he reached out and closed the four fingers I was holding. "Don't refuse me. You can pay the rent yourself after you find your job."

I looked at Daniell gratefully and said, "Thank you. I'll pay you back when I make money."

Actually, I did need a place to stay.

He accompanied me into the house, which was full of household goods, even slippers, shampoo and bath. Daniell bought them for me.