Luke swallowed nervously as he entered the cell block. He was doing something he’d never done before for the sake of someone he cared about. He was going to take Mirela out for a few hours. He didn’t want know what to do with her. He was planning on feeding her and giving her some clothes, but other than that he didn’t know. He just knew he needed to do this before something truly terrible happened to her.
He spoke to a guard who followed him to Mirela’s cell. “Mirela,” he greeted, the nerves clear in his voice, “you wanna come out with me for a few hours?” He looked in the cell at her, keeping his eyes on her and not any lower. She didn’t need any more eyes on her body than already were on a daily basis.
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