Audrey's POV
I open the notebook as soon as she leaves and I read her sloppy handwriting.
Hey, how are things going so far? Let's write back and forth since they won't let me talk to you.
~Morgan
I think for a minute, click open the pen she gave me, and write a reply. When I'm done, I close the notebook and set it in the corner of the cell.
Axel and I make small talk until the cell is opened. Two guards walk in and take me by the arms. Not wanting to cause trouble, I go along with them. They lead me out, slamming the door behind us.
Eventually we make it to a dimly lit room. I look at ny surroundings. There's a chair in the corner, a steel table in the middle, and a desk with drawers next to the wall. I notice what's on the desk and I start to panic. There's a branding iron with four numbers on the end.
