Chapter 114

Sasha’s words hung in the air, carrying the weight of possibility and freedom. The mere thought of escaping the confines of this prison and embarking on a new life in Mexico or Cuba ignited a fire within me, igniting a flicker of hope that had long been dormant.

I looked into Sasha’s eyes, searching for sincerity and reassurance. Her gaze held a mixture of determination and vulnerability, a reflection of the risks we were about to undertake. A surge of excitement coursed through my veins as I leaned closer, eager to hear her plan.

“Tell me, Sasha,” I whispered, my voice filled with anticipation. “How do you propose we make this escape? What’s your plan?”

Sasha leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper, as if divulging a secret that could change our lives forever. Her words carried a sense of conviction and a touch of excitement. “I’ve been observing the prison’s routines, studying the patterns of the guards and identifying the weak points in their security. I’ve