Olivia

Ellen was dressed in orange when she accepted my visit to the prison. She looked changed, with some bruises on her face, as if she had gotten into fights, something I didn't doubt because of the way she was aggressive and difficult to deal with. It was quite normal that she would have gotten into constant fights with her cellmates.

She was looking down on me, and even though she looked completely gone in that prison uniform, she sat in front of me behind the soundproof glass that ...