The heavy iron gates of the State Maximum Security Prison swung shut with a sharp, echoing clang, locking Nora and Chloe away in their cold world of harsh labor and bitter regret.

The guard barks at Nora to pick up her broom and get back to work!

Meanwhile, far away from the dark prison walls, the golden wheel of time turned smoothly over the Vance Private Estate.

Months passed by in a peaceful, effortless blur of pure sunshine, warm family laughter, and absolute success.

The changing seasons brought fresh green grass to the wide manicured lawns, bright colorful blossoms to the private gardens, and endless moments of pure, unfiltered joy...