LUCK

Doris sat in front of a clear, reflective mirror in the visitation room, her eyes darting over her reflection as she contemplated the reality she faced.

Her husband, Flynn, was already confined to a correctional center, serving time for the crimes he had committed—crimes that had devastated not only their lives but also the lives of countless others. She felt a heaviness in her chest as she remembered the years filled with chaos and pain, and, at this moment, she was certain of one thing: she wasn't here to help him secure his freedom. Flynn had crossed too many lines; the burden of their shared past had become too great, and she had reached the limits of her endurance.

As she sat there, her mind drifted to thoughts of a new life, one that could be filled with stability and support.

There was Gavin, one of her patrons, who had openly expressed his desire to take care of her and provide a better future for both her and his son, Rudeus.