Not knowing what came over her, Sylvia stepped into the prison cell, walking directly right through the solid bars.
She would have been surprised that she was actually able to do something like this, but she was far too rattled right now to notice it.
Covering her mouth with her hands, she extended her hand to touch the small helpless child. He seemed to be only a few years old.
What possible crime could this boy have even committed? Even the innocence and purity in his childlike face hadn't yet completely disappeared.
Tears streamed down Sylvia's cheeks as she caressed the young boy's cheeks.
There was a bloody wound slashed across his tender cheeks that would most definitely leave a scar for the rest of his life, that is if he were to ever make it out of this prison alive.
"How could these people be so cruel?" Sylvia shuddered, her gorgeous blue eyes turning the shade of dark amber gold.
