Violet's POV.
"Your lawyer is here for you." The Warden's voice boomed through the walls. I couldn't even see her face, I was hidden in my usual dark corner, imagining through what sunlight was like. Juan was on her bed, and she still hadn't said a word this morning. I was scared for her and for myself.
She was excused out of the cell yesterday and she refused to tell me where she was headed. When she came back, she climbed the bed and didn't say a thing. Right now I wasn't too sure if she was alive or dead. I would come back and touch her to be sure nothing was wrong. I was scared to shits and I hoped we weren't back to square one, where she didn't care who I was.
I wore my damned prison shoes and stepped out with the warden. I didn't want to loose her. It was nice having someone tha
