Axel pov
*Warning, s****l content*
Two weeks I’ve been able to share a cell with Colette, two weeks I’ve been able to hold her in my arms. As much as I loved it, craved it, it was torture all the same. She was a shell of herself. Every day she woke up with tears on her cheeks, and every night she slept with nightmares, waking up screaming. ‘She's having a nightmare again,’ Erik whispered to me, snapping me out of my thoughts. I slept with Colette on the tiny cot, her small body laying on top of mine curled in a ball on top of me. I could feel her breathing start to heighten, her fists gripping tightly in my shirt, and I couldn’t quite stop my heart from breaking when she let out a tiny sob.
‘I don’t know how to help her, I couldn’t even imagine what she is going through. If Julien died
