Warning. This chapter contains violence and s****l assault. If this triggers you or makes you uncomfortable please don't read this chapter.
Amber rolled over on the thin mattress, clutching her back in pain. The mattress was so hard and springy, it felt like she was lying on sharp needles. In the end she gave up, and sat on the stone floor. It had been a sleepless night in the cell with Robert watching her every move apologetically. Amber hated the feeling of being constantly watched, but did not blame Robert for doing his job. He had been incredibly kind to her, chatting to her, and even handing her several more blankets.
"Did you want some breakfast?" Robert asked quietly from his chair in front of her cell. He had spent the night watching over her, feeling pity for this kind girl. S
