AYANO

She shows more than enough resistance when she sees Shamim sitting. "Is this my visitor?" she asks the police officer who had brought her out of cell.

"Yes ma'am. You have just ten minutes." He says and excuses himself.

She stares at Shamim who was staring at the wall for a while, with a lots of regrets, she clinches her fists tight in pains. "I am so sorry Shamim." she whisper in her mind. "I tampered with your heart too much."

Shamim slowly turns his eyes at her. "Will you sit or you choose to stand there?" He points to the seat in front of him. "Have your seat." she obeys without a word. "I guess you are now adapting to your new life?"

She sucks her tongue and shrugs her shoulders. "What can I do? I did something terrible, so I have to accept my fate."

"Cassandra." He calls calmly and she stares at him. "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"It's Ayano not Cassandra." she confesses bitterly.

"What? You even changed your name?" He asks again.

"I was a spy, an insider, did you expect me to appear all clean?" Ayano asks.

"Of all the people on earth, why must it be you, Cassandra?" He pauses and shakes his head. "No, Ayano. Why must it be you? I loved and trusted you with my heart."

"That was exactly why it had to be me!" She says loudly and keeps him silent. "Because you loved and trusted me with your heart." She whispers.

"You aren't remorseful a bit." Shamim whispers.

"I am but I never showcase my feelings." She stops talking and continues. "I do not wear my heart on a sleeve showcasing my feelings and fears to the world."

The door kicks opens and both of them looks to see who it was. "I will make sure you shed tears." Eric whispers and walks close to Ayano. "What will you call that? Wearing your heart on a sleeve?" He scoffs. "Not only will you wear that heart on a sleeve, I will make sure you wear it on your forehead, you pathetic, unfortunate human being."

Ayano sighs and stands facing Eric. "Jessica will surely find us a way out. I am sure of that. So bluff and blab when you can."

Eric clicks his tongue and asks whispering. "Which Jessica are you referring to? The one killed herself and friend by taking poison or the one who was buried today?"

"You are saying all of this to scare me, aren't you?" She asks with her hands already trembling.

"Is anyone out there?!" He asks In a loud tone and a police officer walks in. "Take her back to the cell."

"Yes sir." The police officer grabs her by her arm and pulls her out.

"You are just as weak as your father when it comes to love." Eric whispers and sits opposite Shamim immediately Ayano is out of sight.

"How did you know I was here?" He asks ignoring his comments. "I was told you went out."

Eric smiles and places his both elbows on the table in between them. "This case concerns the Inspector general and an ex governor, yet his son came in to visit the last suspect standing. I got tons of calls and texts immediately."

"You said I am weak when it comes to love?" Shamim asks again.

"Just as your father." Eric adds.

Shamim stands and sighs with tears almost rolling out his eyes. "Maybe I should ask him what to do when the lady you love, takes you for granted, uses you, and disposes you off like you are nothing."

Eric stands and places one hand in his shoulder. "Be a man, let go of Cassan-" He shakes his head. "No, Ayano."

"What are the chances of her escaping jail term?"

Eric removes his hand from Shamim's shoulder and deep both hands into his pocket. "Very thin, only if your father wishes to withdraw. Even if he does, I will take up the case and see to it that she us properly dealt with and pay dearly for her crimes."

Shamim nods accepting reality. "Will you come to the hospital with me?"

"Of course I should." He pulls out his hands from hid pockets and checks his wristwatch for time. "Time is on my side today." He says with smiles.