Chapter 89 Read Letters 
Author: Sam-crowned
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Michael sat at the corner of his cell, his back pressed against the cold, unfeeling wall. The silence around him felt heavier than the chains that had brought him back. He was brought back from the hospital three hours ago, yet it already felt like days had passed.

As an inmate in the most brutal prison, he doesn’t get to stay in the prison hospital longer than necessary. Immediately he was treated, he was discharged and returned. No rest. No recovery. Just survival.

If he wanted to get better,
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