Restitution is the act of restoring something to its rightful owner, or compensating for loss, damage, or injury. BANKS Hidden in the polished cracks of Thunder Bay is a refugee. For the broken, marginalized, and criminals-my block. Abandoned and ignored. We wouldn't take the help even if its offered, she knows, don't you, Winter Ashby? You can't help a person who doesn't want help. But you didn't care. You pushed-and fuck you shouldn't have. Now you have to pay the price. But its only fair. Right? A loss for a loss. A penny for a thousand fucking dollars. Is that how the saying goes? I guess it doesn't matter. What does matter, though, is that I shouldn't fall for you. Especially after you fell. But I guess we all can't keep our admissions. And I do owe you. WINTER I'm not the same fairy tale believing girl I was. I've met my villain. But in my shared bed-I still think of you. In Thunder Bay-theres only one story you cannot bury. And it goes-pretty little Ashby who climbed up a tree, pretty little Ashby who fell naive, holding the hand of a naughty Torrance boy. But we both know the truth. Don't we, Nikova Banks? Your face was the last I saw. And I don't regret a thing. (P.S: I do not own the Devils Night series, most of the characters belong to Penelope Douglas)