Zoe's Pov…

My dreams revolve around the confession of that girl. Playing her confession again and again, even in dreams.

Yeah dreams, I constantly was woken up due to dreams of her.

At last, I decided to get up, it was still dark outside, I looked for clock on nightstand but it was not there, so I got up from the bed. Jack was facing the other side, sleeping soundly.

The clock hanging above the couches reads, 03:21 am. I sigh and sat on the couch. My mind again wanders to the girl, the cell, the rape, the fear, the pain, loneliness, starvation, dirt and what not.

I am lucky....