She felt… anchored.
But outside the medical wing, the prison had not softened.
If anything, it had hardened.
Warden Adebayo stood in his office, staring at the letter on his desk for a long time before opening it.
The seal alone told him what it was.
Ministry of Justice.
Urgent.
He broke it carefully, unfolding the paper with the same precision he used when handling incident reports—controlled, deliberate.
But his jaw tightened as he read.
Subject: Review of Stay of Execution – Chioma Okonkwo