137 One Last Chance

Venus bit her nails as she looked outside the prison's door in the hope that she would be freed now. For her morning and night were the same. There was no sense of time, so she didn't even know how many days she spent there. 

"Why did Alora abandon me? She wasn't this kind of person. Why am I left alone?" Venus bent on her knees before sitting down on the floor. She was remorseful of her actions. Had she not hated Alora for no reason, it would have happened. Every single minute or hour she would only think of a chance to correct her every mistake. 

Those walls were her companions now as they could only hear her silent cries. 

Suddenly Venus heard the door of the prison unlocking and a soldier walked in. He removed the shackles from her wrists and ankles. "Follow me," the soldier said.