Sixty-nine

She sat in front of a tiny glass window in a cubicle, tapping her fingers nervously on the table and lost in thought.

It's been three days since she was discharged from the hospital and she had been putting off the idea of seeing her sister in prison till she couldn't anymore.

She had to gather up all her courage to come here, concluding that Annabelle could not hurt her again as she was already behind bars.

Now, sitting here, all that courage seemed to have faltered and she wondered if it was too late to leave.

Just then, she looked up and her whole body tensed as she saw a haggard-looking Annabelle in cuffs, being escorted by a police officer.

The officer removed the cuffs from her wrists and she slumped to the chair.

Angela inhaled and tried to calm her nerves and her shaking hands as she picked up the phone in front of her. Annabelle did the same and for a few seconds, neither of them said a word to each other. They just stared, with the phone in their ears and different though