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We walked inside the building, heading straight for the kitchen. There, we dropped our baskets of fruit in the kitchen. The moment I set mine down, I grabbed a few ripe apples and placed them in my sunflower basket. "I'm taking these to my room," I said casually, shifting the basket in my arms, offering them a small smile. Lia gave me a nod, grabbing a peach for herself. "Good idea. I’ll see you up there." We made our way to my room, the light mood from earlier still hanging between us, but there was something on my mind. Something heavier. Once I closed the door behind us, I turned to them, knowing I needed to get this out. “Hey, I’ve been thinking,” I started, setting the basket down on the small table near my bed. I glanced at them both. “We should visit Kayla. In her cell.” Lia pa