In this gripping sequel, chaos reigns as secrets unravel, alliances shift, and friendships blur. Brace for another rollercoaster of emotions as characters navigate fresh twists and turns. Hold tight - this sequel promises an unforgettable journe.
"Listen, you don't understand! I need to make a phone call" I begged.
"Ma'am, this is the last time I'm letting you make a phone call this late. Make it quick!" Said the security guard.
I dialed the only number I could remember... I just hope he answers.
"Please pick up! Please pick up!" I mumbled to myself.
"Hello!" he answered.
"Ugh! Oh my God! I'm glad you picked up, how've you been?"
"Who is this?" He asked.
"it's Draya!"
"What do you want? Why are you calling me?" He snapped.
"I just wanted to know how everyone was doing—how my baby girl is doing?"
"If you cared about your daughter, you wouldn't have left her on my doorstep!" He said angrily.
"Look Marquis, I'm never getting out of here! I'm going to be locked away for the rest of my life! All I want is to be able to see and talk to my daughter from time to time" I cried " Is that too much to ask? look, I won't even ask her to call me mom..."
"it's late" He interrupts " I have to go, I have to get my daughter up in the morning for school"
"Marquis! please I'm sorry!" I cried out as the phone hung up.
"Times up!" The guard yelled from across the hall.
I understand why he doesn't want to talk to me, but he has to understand that no matter what, I'll always be her mother! I wiped my tears away and continued walking back to my cell.
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"Who was that?" Kas asked while peeking her head out of the bathroom door.
"You don't even want to know" I sighed.
"Enlighten me!"
"It was Draya." She immediately opened the bathroom door, wearing nothing but her bra and underwear.
"What did she want?" She asked folding her arms.
"She wants to meet princess..."
"No!" She blurted before I could say anything else.
"Damn, you could've let me finish."
"Why now?" She fumed. " She's been locked up for 7 years! She had more than enough time to call or try to get to know Princess. why now?" She said while pacing the floor.
"Come here" I motioned for her to sit but she kept pacing.
"I think it might be a good idea. She's going to be locked away for the rest of her life and Princess is old enough to understand all of this. It's not like she's going to take her away"
