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All these years, Bryce's foot ached from running away with the mere thought of Bobby, while the terrorist's back was sore against his cell bed, waiting all his time out and counting down each second when he'll be able to hold and make Bryce suffer with his own fingers.
Due to her current circumstances as a prisoner, she was now forced to face this, exactly how Bobby did all his life in prison. She was unable to run away with her heels at her will, unlike when she was free to make people miserable to distract herself. Bryce was stuck in her cell with her haunting thoughts. Things of what could've been, what her and bobby should've been.
