Abby leaned restlessly against the crumbling wall of her prison cell and let her thoughts roam. With nothing better to do on a nice sunny afternoon, she'd rather imagine and think rather than laze about and lie around idly like all the other convicts in the building.

Her mind unconsciously drifted over to the nice young police invigilator that visited her during morning and night shifts. Embarrassment bubbled in the deep abyss of her heart when she knew she shouldn't think about this kind of thing. But still, she couldn't help herself. Maybe it was because she just felt lonely as there was no one else writing or visiting her in jail. 'Maybe mama doesn't even know Abby is in such a nasty plight', the girl thought somberly.

The judge's verdict was still yet to be out. Sometimes it worried her, making her think she just might get stuck in this horrible place for the rest of eternity. Her restless thoughts resumed to drifting over random things. Her friends, her family, her loved ones…tears attempted to form in her eyes as she felt grief and longing well up inside her. She pulled her slender legs up to her lithe body trying to relinquish the sad thoughts and replace them with better ones.

The young convict crept over to the ancient, archaic bed placed in a corner of

The gloomy room and laid down on it, her eyes pinned half-heartedly upon the musty ceiling as she proceeded to think once more. Thoughts of the young policeman soared back into her troubled mind once more. So what? She thought. Even if I feel that way towards him he surely won't. Look at yourself Abigail! You're just a pathetic promiscuous whore that does all that disgusting crap. There are so many other decent women out there. Why would he choose YOU?

This very thought pained her; she didn't want to be like this, she had no choice. All she ever wanted was to have a simple life, maybe just find Mr Right, have kids and be happy. Yes, she thought. This is all I ever want in my life. I don't ask for anything much. Why must this happen to me? Tears made steady tracks down her tanned cheeks as the thought lingered stubbornly in her head. She closed her eyes and sighed with exasperation, feeling disappointed with herself and the path she chose to take.