In the prison of Chicago, Abbigail, who had been sentenced to two charges for kidnapping and injuring people, was now wearing a prisoner uniform and sitting in a corner of the playground. Because Lennon was personally responsible for this case, the prison immediately arranged a cell and brought Abbigail in last night.
Abbigail stared at the sky with a pair of soulless eyes.
"Drip..."
A drop of tears fell from the corner of her eyes, and the scene in her mind where she stabbed the fruit knife into Trent's chest lingered for a long time.
Abbigail wanted to cry, but she held it back.
With a cold expression, she murmured, "For that bitch ... can you even give up your life?
"Why ... why... What is this bitch good... Pedro abandoned me for her... He didn't care about my feelings for him all these years...
"You can do this for her... Why... Why can't you stay for me... Why... you..."