Bitter Reunion

Darius Thorne

The tension was a palpable weight as I stood outside the cell, staring through the iron bars at Nadia. Her once-manicured elegance had destroyed into chaos, her hair matted, and her usually sharp eyes dulled with a mixture of hatred and fear. She sat hunched on the crude bench, her hands shackled in silver, a precaution to keep her from shifting. Yet, despite her pitiful state, her l