C4 4
Tiffani, Bundar Prison, Block 4, Cell 11
I pulled the hood closer and lower over my eyes, careful not to reveal the cuffs that felt like thousand-pound weights on my wrists. They were nothing of the sort, but I couldn’t forget about them, or what they meant. We were somewhere called Block 4
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