She was leaving the prison as well. Her custom Ferrari was already waiting outside for her. She would be returning to her wealthy life.
I grabbed the bars, "I would not dare. You're more than a sister to me."
"Don't make me cry. Tell that good-for-nothing family of yours that they can go to hell."
Portia had this idea that my family had abandoned me because they didn't come to see me in prison but I understood why.
They were busy trying to pick up the scraps of what remained of our family's business after my father's death .
That was what pushed my brother to commit the crime in the first place.
"I promise Portia I will invite you to our family Christmas dinner."
"Huh sure." She rolled her eyes then pressed something into my hand, "I have a gift for you, just in case the things don't work out with your family."
"I doubt I'll need it but thanks." I slipped it in my pocket.
She was one of the nicest people I had known in all of my life and it hurt to know I would be leaving her behind to serve her life sentence.
The guard pushed me forward, telling me that it was time for me to leave if I did not want to extend my stay.