Chapter 255

72 hours until release

Elena

A picture

This guy must’ve been absolutely nuts. Wasn’t the picture on my profile more than enough already? It was one of my best pictures, and it was in HD, so I didn’t know what he was getting at.

I was unsure of whether to send a picture or not, but everything changed when I read the email for the fifth time. He didn’t seem as tough as he looked, and maybe if I sent pictures of myself, he would send some in return.

Marvin was one of the few who had praised me for being a mixologist, and it felt good to know that he appreciated my job. It wasn’t as easy or useless as some people made it out to be.

I gathered some courage and decided to write back.

Dear Marvin,

Thank you for your encouraging words. You’re right. Being a mixologist requires some kind of special skill and is not for everyone!

By the way, if your cousins are just as cute as you (minus the long list of felons), you can definitely hook me up with

one!

Although I’m not one to judge, and if you say that the truth is not out yet. I’ll trust your word for it. I think we have the same issue because I also have a really, really good heart and I’m not even embarrassed to admit it.

I want to live my life as if it’s my last, but it’s kind of hard to do so when I don’t only have a nosy dad but also a brother breathing in my neck.

You said you couldn’t wait to breathe some fresh air, and that brings me to the next question. I’ve never been to prison before, and I don’t know anything other than what I’ve seen in prison break, but I thought they had something like a yard (I think?)

Also, please don’t feel creepy for asking for more pictures. It’s completely understandable. At first, I was a bit nervous and worried about sharing my personal information, but I feel like we’re getting along, and I wouldn’t mind getting some pictures in return.

Here are the pictures:

Ps. (Please don’t call me pretty, I’ve heard it many times before, and I always get embarrassed whenever someone praises me for my looks)

I read the message over and over before I decided to send the email. It sounded good enough to me.

“Leaving already?” My brother, Alex, interrupted me from my thoughts. I flinched upon hearing his voice and hid my phone behind my back. “Yes…I have work remember?”

“No, of course not.” I smiled. It sometimes still felt as

was the good in him. He was interested in my life. funny, and easy to talk to. It was not as if I had a crush on him, but it

of those two working together was that I did not have to worry. They could

my dad so much that he

charges and made a deal with the DEA, meaning they had to let him out soon.

evidence they had collected for years had turned out to be for nothing.

the end, the

look after dad

at the same time and gave each other one last smile before we both left to go to work. I had to admit, sometimes I felt like an outsider.

I got such a kick out of talking to inmate Marvin Romero. My life was incredibly boring, and I lacked that bit of danger. I was sick of doing everything according to the books, so

her and looked at her with a frown on my face. “Oh, these are Santiago and

looked at the young couple in front of me, and crazily enough, the male grabbed my attention just a tiny bit more. He looked around my age and had a soft smile on his face. His handsomeness blinded me, but I quickly got to my senses and turned to look at the woman who

The girl named Anya spoke. She walked forward and grabbed my hands before

and gave Rona a questioning look. “Anya, calm down.” Tiago spoke. He walked over to the woman and showed me an apologetic smile

confused. I didn’t know what was happening and felt a bit

“My name is Anya, and this is my fiancé, Tiago.” She introduced herself. “My sister bought a coffee here, like two days ago-and I

this wedding for over a year.” She dramatically spoke. “I always

their outfits, these

our wedding next week!” Anya requested. I looked at her fiancé, Tiago, who shrugged his shoulders at me. “Your friend told me most of the recipes are yours,” Anya spoke with a nervous look on her face. “I’ll pay you guys anything you want.”

out of the question, and even though the idea of money sounded nice, the date

break down any minute. He made eye contact with me and mouthed a, please, while I looked at Rona, who did

big eyes and let out a gasp before she pulled me into a

in the air and clapped her hands. “This is so exciting, our

as happy as her. Tiago stepped forward and held my hands. “Thank you so much. You have no idea how

winked at me. “Kind and beautiful,

felt my cheeks flush and quickly turned the other way, so his fiancée couldn’t see

restroom!” Anya spoke in a hurry. “She has this nasty diarrhe shared. “One push and boom, it will almost seem as if a

Tiago a p against his shoulder. “No, he’s lying!”

on. I’ll bring you

at Tiago. “It seems like your fiancée was going to break down any second. She left me no choice!”

scratched the back of his neck and showed me a shy smile. “Yes, I’m sorry about

Tiago froze up and had a nervous frown on his face. Due to his actions from before, I had expected him to be as outgoing

with people, especially when I had to laugh, and I really needed to stop doing that. I stroke Tiago’s jacket with my hands. “I’m so sorry!”

okay.” Tiago smiled. “I’m really awkward whenever Anya is not around, so it’s

side. Tiago gave me a nod and stood in a polite stance.

I let out a chuckle. “Don’t worry. It’s just

I mentioned Anya’s name. “Anya is twenty, and I’m twenty-one.” Tiago spoke. “I know we’re still young, but-”

“My parents got married when they were

on his lips. “For how long have

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