"...I gave it to Cynthia when she was little. At first, I didn't recognize it. But later, I did. And that hidden compartment… I swear I had no idea. But the fact that the phone was found in the same place as the arsenide derivative… it could only mean she was involved."
Nanny broke down completely, covering her face with her hands. "I am so sorry."
Nnenna frowned, her chest tightening. She crouched closer to the bars, her voice softer. "This is not really your fault. Yes, you should have spent more time with your children, but I won't blame you for caring for Carl. Maybe you could have done both, but as for how Cynthia turned out… that's not all on you or your husband. People make their own choices. And you still have other children who need you."
The cell was filled with the sound of quiet sobbing, the truth finally laid bare.
