What Edward finds is that John deals with various matter for Alice, and then both of them disappear. Even Alice’s phone number which she used to send message to him two years ago does not exist now.
Edward has been very angry, day after day, there are still no travel information for two people everywhere, airport stations, train station. And he specifically checks Alice's visa information, her visa has long expired, but there’s still no information. At least he knows that they can’t go abroad.
Edward comforts himself like this. He thinks he might be so kind to Alice that she dares to betray him. “Don’t let me find you, or…”, thinks he.
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Alice, the one Edward is looking for, is washing her clothes in a dark, damp little bathroom. There are so many clothes, of course, they aren’t hers.
Two months ago, she was a good male doctor, owning her little clinic and had two lovely, well-behaved children.
But today, she can only stay in the limited space, doing what seems never to be finished. There are many ups and downs in life.
She has had a foreboding that it would be a hard journey since she came in. Like a college girls' dormitory, eight people live in a bedroom. But what different from the college is that although the women here are usually guilt of misdemeanor, it’s hard to get along with them.
There are often two kinds of women here, one is their own bad character, just like those who live with Alice, the other is ordinary women but under certain conditions to commit crimes.
Recalling the time when she first went to prison, Alice’s hand, which are washing clothes, pause. Her beautiful eyes are also stained with a little loneliness...
"Introduce yourself."
When the guard pushes Alice in, a slightly crude voice rings out, in a tone that doesn’t sound like a woman.
"My name is Alice Roberts."
Alice pretends to be calm, and this is her first time to face such kind of thing.
But over the years, she has struggled in society, especially when she becomes a doctor and often meets many patients with poor attitudes, so she is able to keep calm.
“Well, so weak! How can she come here?” Another sharp voice rings out, Alice is startled
A woman's hand has reached out to her face, she reflects to hide, but immediately slapped. The force is so great that the corners of Alice's mouth ooze blood.
“Shame on you!”
With that, the woman pinches the most sensitive place in Alice’s waist. Alice exclaims, but immediate covers her mouth.
"God damn noisy!
The hoarse voice sounds clearly although it’s not high. But the person next to Alice no longer dares to continue, and then Alice walks to her assigned cot in relief.
When everything is packed up, Alice looks up in the direction where the voice rang just now. She can only see a weak woman in the dark corner.
But through her words, Alice knows that the woman should be the most majesty in this bedroom, for a moment, she doesn’t know what to do.
The life in prison is very regular. Every day, she gets up early, does morning exercise, studies after breakfast and then works after lunch, finally goes to bed after dinner.
"What are you doing? Are you risking your neck?
A deafening snoring sounds after the rude voice. Alice smiles bitterly, it seems that her good days over.
Picking up a towel and gently wiping the blood, Alice lies down quietly again. It seems that woman died, and everything is going to be different.
And then what happens following gives her a complete shock.
When she wakes up the next day, she feels a little headache, but obviously, no one cares.
After breakfast, a woman puts her sheets and clothes at the head of Alice's bed. It’s easy to know that they are very dirty.
As if a button has been pressed, everyone begins to ask Alice to do washing for them. Then Alice’s bed is full of their dirty clothes, socks and even the underwear.
“Wash all of them or you have to stay hungry.”
“Why? It’s your own business.”
The woman raises her hand.
And before Alice can finish her words, she is slapped. Half of Alice’s face has swelled up, and the wound in her forehead bleeds again. The blood flows down her face, looks scared.
"Slut! Wash it!"
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