Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 517

But as soon as I thought about Zachary's sweet, innocent face and the sadness in Ethan's eyes, I just couldn't go through with it. I couldn't leave them behind. I had to stay strong, keep going, and wait for the day I could finally get my freedom back.

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed since I ended up in prison. Madison had given me no end of trouble over these months. She'd start a fight over anything-hitting me, throwing insults, stealing my food, even making me wash her disgusting socks.

One time, she made me kneel and beg for mercy in front of all the other inmates, humiliating me.

"Well, well, aren't you the high-and-mighty fashion queen? Get on your knees and call me 'Queen'!" Madison looked down at me, smug as a cat that had just caught a mouse, while everyone else waited, eager for the drama.

I bit my lip hard, holding back my anger and shame, my knees shaking as I lowered myself. "Maddie, please... Just show me some mercy, just this once..."

My dignity didn't matter when my survival was on the line. But just as my knees were about to hit the floor, something inside me snapped.

To hell with Madison! I was a proud, strong woman-why should I let her walk all over me? I shot up at that thought and threw a punch straight into her smug face!

"Damn it, you think you can humiliate me? In your dreams!" I yelled, charging at Madison, leaving her too shocked to react.

She never expected me to fight back and was caught off guard. She hit the floor, and blood streamed from her nose.

Madison hissed, clutching her nose, her eyes

fear in my eyes, and said coldly, "Madison, you've seriously underestimated me. I, Evelyn Wiley,

think you are? Just because you've got a rich husband doesn't make you better than everyone else.

cut her off with a hard slap across

ice cold. "Madison, this is your last warning. Don't think you can push me around

not scared of you! Go ahead,

you think they'd punish me based on the word of a murderer? I will take you down with

for only ten years. It's still

ghostly pale, and she

and shoved her aside. "Get lost, and

back to my bunk. Everyone around was quiet. Nobody tried

turned unusually peaceful. I scared

other inmates

me differently-the woman who

afraid to take

tried to get