Chapter 31

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Paxton

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I sat on the cold concrete ground as I leaned my head back against the brick wall.

It had been 2 years since I lost her. I was arrested for a lot of things. Life in prison. I hated it here. I killed Tristen that night at the cliff, he was the reason I lost her. I don't regret killing him at all.

I closed my eyes as I felt tears slip down my face and onto my orange jumpsuit.

"What's wrong pretty boy?" I hear a deep voice say.

I open my eyes and look across my cell and see an old man sitting behind his bars watching me.

"Nothing that involves you." I snap at him.

The old man rolls his eyes and turns around and walks to his bed.

Everyone here knew what happened to me, about her. They made fun of me for falling in love, but they didn't know her the way I did.

I smiled at the thought of her smile and her laugh.

I missed her, I lost everybody, my uncle, my parents, and her.

I sighed as I looked around me, I wondered what it would've been like with her, we could've got married and she could've kept doing her art and we could've had kids and had a normal life.

All of a sudden I heard a loud scream. I turn my head towards the cell across from mine where the old man was. He was sound asleep, everyone around me was sound asleep.

"Hey!" I heard a guard yell.

What was happening?

All of sudden I heard the sound of heels tapping against the ground getting closer. I looked into the dimmed hallway and saw a shadow of a girl standing at the end of the hallway, she had a gun in her hand as she walked closer to my cell and stopped right in front of it.

I looked up at the figure and saw a familiar face.

"Hello, partner." I heard her soft, delicate voice say.

My beautiful tesorina.

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