Chapter 70 STRIPPED OF MY FREEDOM

The next morning, I sat down still on the narrow bench in my cell. The sound of clanging steel echoed down the hall as I sat still.

I could feel the effect of the cold tiled floor on my bare feet up on the bench. The dim fluorescent light cast a depressing glow on the cold walls of my cell.

I was unable to find sleep all night long. It was as if