The Bound Between Us

Chapter 713

Once Cynthia regained her senses, she clung to Gianna's lifeless body, her cries echoing through the room, raw and uncontainable. "Oh, Gianna, how could you leave before me? How are your father and I supposed to carry on without you, my daughter?" Her sobs were

so intense she eventually fainted from the sheer weight of her grief.

Colton, too, couldn't hold back his tears. He had held onto the hope that their daughter would come out of prison and turn her life around. And now, just like that, they were told Gianna was gone. It was a blow too cruel for any parent to bear.

When Cynthia came to, the tears kept flowing. She flat-out refused to accept the prison's claim that Gianna had died of natural causes. "It must have been that witch, Anastasia, wasn't it?" she accused, her voice rising. "You've all been bought off, haven't you? You conspired to kill my daughter and then have the nerve to claim it was due to illness. Give me back my daughter!"

Cynthia couldn't shake Anastasia's words from the previous day. How could it be such a coincidence? Surely Anastasia hadn't foreseen this.

Her protests turned the prison into a scene of chaos. The staff were firm, "If you don't leave, we'll have to charge you with disorderly conduct and you might end up staying here yourself."

you can scare me? I'm not afraid! I

to console her, "Cynthia, please. Let's take Gianna home. Let's give her

a lie to say he didn't harbor resentment. Their daughter had died in prison, and they were expected to simply believe it

they couldn't fight the system. All they could do was

took Gianna's body to be cremated, returning home with her ashes. But Cynthia refused to lay the ashes to rest, instead sitting on the couch with the urn, her eyes burning with vengeance. "I swear I'll make Anastasia and Herman pay," she muttered, clutching

Gianna to rest. We've got to try and move on, not go looking for

don't care. If we can't win, I'll make sure they suffer," Cynthia seethed, taking the urn to the bedroom and placing it on the table. She pulled out the little voodoo dolls she had prepared

stood at the doorway, watching but not intervening. This was

visit Cynthia, worried the sight of her might provoke her further. Seeing her hesitation, Anastasia advised, "Mom, it's best if you

do something drastic. Salma nodded, "I understand. I won't go. Ana, is it true that Gianna died