IS MY HUSBAND DEATH?

" This is what life had decided to give me as a reward for being a good person. I thought only evil people fall victim to such a life, but I was wrong. What the future holds can't be told by our behaviors. The mystery of life."

Ruby murmured as she sat on the cold tiles and gathered herself in one place as she scanned the cell with disdain.

She couldn't tell how long she had spent in that awful cell. It could be days, weeks, months, or whatever.

Her prayers were to leave that place and not how many or how long she had stayed. She wouldn't mind if she gets released whether the five months the court declared weren't complete or not.

Who wouldn't accept such a favor? Especially amid the pain?

Although she knew that she wasn't going to give birth in the prison, she pitied the life in her womb. The being inside of her wasn't lucky enough to arrive at the appropriate time.

He or she has to share the pain the mother was passing through in the prison.