Betrayal from the Outside

4

soft morning light filters through the curtains, illuminating the room where Aliyah and Hailee lie cuddling in bed

Aliyah shifts slightly, feeling the warmth of Hailee beside her. With a sigh, she murmurs, "I know we said this should be a regular thing, but we have to stop this. I love Y/n; she's my wife, and I don't want to ruin what we have."

Hailee looks at her, a mix of sadness and understanding in her eyes. "I feel the same. I love Jenna; she's my wife, and I don't want to jeopardize our relationships. This... it complicates things."

Aliyah nods, her heart heavy as she untangles herself from the sheets. "You're right. I just... I enjoy this too much."

Hailee sits up, brushing her hair back, the weight of their conversation settling in the air. "Me too. But we need to respect what we have with our wives."

Aliyah takes a deep breath, fighting back the emotions swirling inside her. "I should go," she says softly, swinging her legs over the side of the bed.

As she stands, Hailee reaches out, placing a hand on her arm. "I'll always cherish this. Just remember, we love our wives."

With a faint smile, Aliyah nods, "Yeah, I'll remember." She heads toward the door, glancing back one last time before leaving, a mix of longing and resolve etched on her face.

Hailee watches her go

Aliyah stepped into the dimly lit visiting room, her heart racing at the sight of Y/n. As she approached, she leaned in and kissed Y/n deeply, her lips lingering for a moment longer than necessary. "God, I've missed you so badly," she murmured, pulling back slightly to gaze into Y/n's eyes.

Y/n whispered to her wife, who stood a little ways back, "It feels so good to see her." Hailee smiled softly, her expression filled with warmth and understanding.

Aliyah's gaze dropped to Y/n's eye, which was black but not swollen. Concern creased her brow. "What happened to your eye, baby?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.

"Oh, it's nothing big," Y/n replied, brushing it off. "Just a small fight. You know how it is."

Just then, Jenny peeked out from behind Aliyah. Her face lit up when she saw Y/n. "Mama!" she exclaimed, rushing forward and wrapping her arms around Y/n with an intensity that took her breath away.

"Oh, my girl," Y/n whispered, holding her tightly. She felt the warmth of her daughter's embrace, a bittersweet comfort amidst the starkness of the prison walls. "I've missed you so much."

As they held each other, Y/n couldn't help but notice the way Aliyah watched them, her expression softening. In that moment, surrounded by love and longing, Y/n felt a flicker of hope amidst the uncertainty of her situation. "I'm going to be okay," she reassured them, her voice steady, "as long as I have you both."

Aliyah nodded, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "We'll get through this together. You're stronger than you know."

Jenny beamed with pride as she
presented her artwork to Y/n, holding up a colorful drawing filled with vibrant swirls and bright splashes of color. Y/n's eyes sparkled with delight. "So cool, my girl!" she exclaimed, recognizing the distinct styles that mirrored those of Maxx and Hailee.

"Mama, I love you and miss you a lot," Jenny whispered, her voice soft yet filled with earnest affection. "I'm looking after Mommy for you."

Y/n's heart swelled with warmth as she hugged her daughter tightly, feeling the weight of their connection. "Thank you, my girl. That means the world to me," she replied, her voice thick with emotion.