This was the sixth year.

Six years passed in a blink of an eye.

Madeline placed her finger down on the ID fingerprint lock and opened the door of the apartment. At this moment, her thoughts had wandered. She recalled how she was wrongfully imprisoned and how she was tortured during all those years there.

She could not forget how she was forcefully induced into labor by those female inmates on that stormy night.

How could she forget that tomorrow was her child’s birthday?

However, this year would be different because she would not cry at the empty grave.

She knew that her child was not dead.

“Mommy, tomorrow is my birthday,” Jackson said. His voice that was as clear as bells brought Madeline back to reality.

She was slightly taken aback and could not suppress the pain in her heart.

Jackson was Meredith and Jeremy’s child. The ironic thing was that her child was born on the same day as Jackson.

“Mommy, you’ll celebrate my birthday with me tomorrow, right?” The little guy tugg