𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬.
Love is hope for the hopeless and sin for the saint. Love is both a salvation for the lost and a temptation for the righteous. It drives people to cross lines they swore ne...
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📌 Warning: Child & Sexual Ab*se, Gore, R*pe, Death.
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I followed the group as we walked out of the prison. Our bus waited near the entrance. Dr. Agnihotri and the Deputy Inspector General (DIG) stood near the door, their expressions a mix of patience and mild exhaustion cause probably already regretting taking us on this trip.
"Before we leave, I want a quick update." Dr. Agnihotri said, his hands tucked into his coat pockets. "Any issues, anything that made you uncomfortable, let me know now."
The DIG crossed his arms like a strict school principal. "This isn't just about your research. If an inmate behaved inappropriately, report it now." His eyes scanned the group as if daring someone to say, 'Actually, sir, my prisoner was an absolute delight.'
We all exchanged glances. No one spoke for a beat, until Agastya took it upon himself to go first. "I think I'm basically done with my research." he declared, "My prisoner was cooperative, gave me everything in one session."
Mayra groaned like she'd just been sentenced to life imprisonment. "I got stuck with Prisoner 601. He was a nightmare."
A few people chuckled, including the DIG, who covered it with a fake cough.
"What did he do?" Priya asked, leaning in. Mayra threw up her hands. "Kept dodging questions, making jokes. At one point, he asked if I was single because, because he said, 'prisoners need hope too.'" She looked personally offended. "I swear, I wanted to throw my file at him."
"See, that's the kind of confidence I need in my life." Rohit whistled.
More laughter.
Even Dr. Agnihotri's lips twitched, but he quickly composed himself. "Did he cross any lines?" He asked Mayra and Mayra huffed. "No, just annoying. But I'd rather not deal with him again. Our whole session was a circus and he didn't even answered a single question."
"I could take over. I'm almost done with my case anyway." Agastya scoff. Miyra gave him a deadpan look. "Why? You also need hope?" She rolled her eyes at him.
