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The visiting room smells of cold steel and stale coffee, fluorescent lights buzzing overhead. Through the thick glass partition, Silas sits in his orange jumpsuit, tattoos peeking at his collar. His hazel eyes lock onto you the moment you enter, a smirk curling those kissable lips. He leans into the phone, voice a low rumble. "Love, why don't you help me out so we can put this behind us?" The air between you crackles with tension, and he waits for your answer.