The Billionaire's Broken Doll Returns

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attress of the prison cot. The deafening roar of the car explo

vering uncontrollably in the damp air of Cell Block D. She squeezed her eyes shut

rame above her

ked the bottom o

er the top bunk. Her face was

you killed again, Hanson?" Tasha m

her chest. She was used to this. She absorbed the verbal abuse the sam

only irritat

opped to the concrete floor. She reached out an

nking Jane's head back. "You think you're better t

eyes watered, but she bit down hard on her lo

sgusted breath and

slammed into the ground. The skin scraped open, and warm blood beg

e's small plastic storag

floor. A worn toothbrush. A half-empty tube of

of herself with her adoptive pa

let and deliberately used the corner of the picture to scrape a layer of yellow grime off the rim. "You still think you're a high-society princess, Hanson?"

hrank. The numb

her upper body toward Tasha's

m back and delivered a brutal b

Her split lip tore open again. The thick,

etal toilet in the corner of the cell

" Tasha ordered. "Lick

d. She did not fight back. Her face was completely blank as

is was the punishment she deserved for t

bowl, the heavy metal lock on the cell

the iron bars. He slammed his nightstick against the m

called out, his vo

arms, a smug smile spreading across her face. She thoug

he toilet. "Your parole application cl

from Jane's fingers. It hit t

ire bod

had to exist in the same world as Carson Long again

ting terror gri

nk snapped, annoyed by her lack of

picked up the dirty, crumpled photograph from the floo

, her jaw dropping

ank out of the

eir faces against the bars. They spat at her feet. They s

, accepting every drop of their hatred

years ago. The fabric hung loosely off her emac

paper envelope ac

. "And the address to your halfway hou

y as she signed her name on the release form. The i

door buzzed loud

She squeezed her eyes shut, stepping out into a