Chapter 118. Love in Captivity (1)

ROBERT 

Cigarette smoke wafted down the corridor and into the cell where I'd been confined. 

My cuffed hands reflexively went to my nose, attempting to block out the stench but to no avail. My lungs were burning, and a gag formed in my throat.

One day. It’d only been one goddamned day since everything had gone to shit. I'd gotten arrested and locked in a place I’d sworn never to step feet in again—a place filled with the memories of some of my worst nightmares. Oh, but I was on the verge of insanity. I was going crazy. 

Even though my cell was luxurious by jail standards, I couldn't breathe or sleep. 

There were two windows with a thin curtain that let in natural light. A vanity table and a broken mirror sat to one side. A little closet stood next to it, and it held nothing but the toiletries a guard would bring me every morning. 

The bed was also really comfy, with thick cotton sheets, a soft blanket with a p