CHAPTER 8
After the accidental "love rival" meeting, Viv realized she needed to change her strategy for approaching Pen. She couldn't rely on emotional intimacy—it ruined her moral perception and professional ethics. She couldn't become the third party interfering in someone else's marriage... even if that marriage was one-sided or whatever it was.
For the next three days, Viv avoided Pen no matter how much Pen tried to initiate intimate contact. Viv only spoke to her when necessary. Gradually, Pen grew suspicious and even tried asking Lux about Viv's situation—but everything sucked.
Today was the official uniform-issuing day for inmates who seemed used to prison life—meaning they were no longer considered newbies. Viv, a.k.a. Alex, was assigned to distribute uniforms to inmates, including Pipes.
When it was Pen's turn, Viv gave her a quick up-and-down glance and asked flatly:
"Nine and a half, right?"
Pen stared closely at Viv.
"Ten."
Viv smirked without even looking at her:
"Did your ass swell after you went back to the boys?"
Pen froze for a few seconds, then leaned forward as if trying to get a better look at her face.
"I don't know if my ass is swollen, but my fingers are."
Viv's expression didn't change. She tilted her head and ignored Pen.
"Next."
Pen's brain overheated. She had no idea what to do next and simply turned away.
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