Renee returned to the prison once more.

The air inside carried a grim, damp, and moldy odor, a stark reminder of her last encounter with Melvin at this place, a memory she'd rather forget. As she approached the entrance, she instinctively stepped back.

"What's wrong?" the female officer asked coldly.

Renee composed herself and pulled down her cap, concealing her face from prying eyes. She hadn't initially wanted to come here, but a call had informed her that Jacquelin wished to see her. After some thought, she decided to oblige, her sole aim being to silence Jacquelin's prison gossip.

"Please walk faster, miss," the officer urged with suspicion. "You don't have much time for the visit. If you keep this pace, you won't have the chance to say what you want!"

Renee's heart raced. She glanced at the officer, who was also scrutinizing her with an enigmatic look that hinted at recognition.

pace,

and out of place in the prison

she exclaimed, charging toward her as

grateful for the glass

she could see her distress

down. She stared at Renee after taking her seat and picking up the receiver.

mistake. How can I help

Renee, you

Mr. Thompson is my uncle. He won't dig into my actions as long

if her soul had been ripped away. Then she sobbed,

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