I sighed as I watched you go about your own duties around the prison, keeping a wary eye on both the guards and the other inmates, as everyone was too busy drooling after you to act like proper human beings. I kept sitting on a rock in the penitentiary's courtyard, my rough hands cupping my cheeks as I was deep in thought, growing restless and ready to strike anyone who just dares to come nearby.

The past week had been rather eventful: I remember grumbling and cursing under my breath when Mr Peabody announced we were getting a new guard to watch over our sorry asses, but I felt my whole world shift when I first saw her. Never in my life had I been sentimental or even remotely interested in getting to know someone if not for my personal gain, but there was something about her that made me weak in the knees every time she walked by my brothers and me, smiling and asking how we were doing, checking in on us, as my brothers were all dumb smiles and pleasantries while I was too struck and dumbfounded to even speak.

William's voice suddenly takes me back to the present, as he asks when we will try to escape from the prison again, while Jack backs him up, pointing out how we didn't come up with any new plans this past week. I scoff, waving my hand dismissively and grumbling out a curt "Soon." as if I wasn't going to spend tonight lying awake in bed, thinking about her again.

Truth be told, I've lost all interest in escaping, as she was more than enough of a reason to stay in that hellhole.