Epilogue: Sara's letter to Jacob in prison

Jacob-

My first act, the day after I got my son back, was to begin legal proceedings to annul our sham of a marriage. The court awarded me all of your financial and personal assets. Some of your things I returned to your parents, some I donated to the university, and the rest I gave to charity. There is not a spec of anything related to you in my house or in my life.

The seven years you stole from me, my husband and our son cannot be returned to us. I will never forget or forgive what you did. But you should know that we are happy and whole. You never stopped me from loving Michael, or missing him, or fantasizing about him. He is a hundred times the man you could ever be, in every possible way. You might recall asking me once why I insisted on keeping his name. The reason was simple: even when I thought he was dead I still belonged, body and soul, to Michael Scofield.

There is one thing, and one thing only, for which I am grateful to you: that you did not harm my son, at least not physically. Had you so much as damaged a hair on his head, I would have exacted the ultimate revenge. As it stands now, you will most likely die behind bars where you belong.

Game over, Jacob.

You lose.

-Sara Scofield