He blew out a single candle behind prison glass, crying alone. Then the cell door unlocked, and guards brought out a massive cake. Everything changed
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Chapter 2 / 10
Chapter 2 - A Single Flicker
It was his birthday. A day that was supposed to mean nothing in a place where time stood still. But Arthur’s trembling hands held a makeshift cake—a standard-issue prison cafeteria bun, halved, with a single, smuggled candle wedged into the center. It was a pathetic sight, yet it held the gravity of a supernova. Across the glass, Sarah and little Mia wore cheap, colorful party hats, forcing smiles that broke Arthur’s heart into a million jagged pieces. The flame flickered, casting long, dancing shadows across his tear-streaked face.
