JESSICA

If it doesn't break you, it's not love…

My heart pounded in my chest as I was finally granted access to the dimly lit room, my footsteps echoing against the cold, stone walls. I had fought tooth and nail to gain access to see Bridge, my heart torn with worry and desperation. The journey to this moment had been arduous and laden with obstacles, but now, standing before the imposing door of the high-security prison, I felt a mixture of relief and trepidation.

Don't ask me how I made it past the warden for wanted a taste of my body before letting me in. That's my little secret.

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