Graffiti

Lucille, who had been taken away, confessed to everything. She admitted that she was the one who made the first move. At that moment, Wayne was still in the hospital. The Carter family was determined to press charges to the end, so Lucille had no choice but to stay locked up in the detention center. The room was tiny. She was surrounded by walls, with a door on one of them. There was only a single iron bed and a small sink inside. The wall was very dirty, with black footprints everywhere, as well as random graffiti. In the corner, a small black spider was diligently weaving a net. Lucille squatted on the ground and watched as the spider slowly weaved its trap. Right then, a familiar voice suddenly came from outside the iron door. It was magnetic and pleasing to the ear, with a hint of vague teasing... "People are busy trying to convict you, yet you're here watching a spider spin its web?" Lucille turned her head and saw that the man outside the door was none other than Joseph. Under th