Her Favorite Monster

(This is my first time writing a fanfic. I have a feeling that my writing style is clumsy and it's noticeable that I lack of ideas but I'm trying my best😭.)

There are two kinds of women in this world, there are the hammers and there are the anvils. Neither Sonia nor Joan Ferguson have never seen themselves as anvils.

(This fanficion skips some periods of time because otherwise it'll be too long and quite messy. Spoilers: I decided that they have known each other during the time while Joan worked at Blackmoor prison. I wanted to give them history. )

Joan ends up to Wentworth under tightly controlled circumstances, she expects hostility, fear, and resistance. She doesn't expect that one day the love of her life from nearly 20 years ago will eventually come there. Perhaps they'll get to know each other again? Or maybe the tension between them becomes a psychological battle against each other. In addition they share the same strategy of surviving in the middle of stupid people who have no self control.
But in a prison where loyalty shifts like smoke, trust is a weapon. And when a place of being in control opens, Ferguson and Sonia must decide: will they rule together, will one bury the other beneath the garden or will they let it be and find a way to escape the prison together?