witty · spunky · protective · wentworth prison · wlw · criminal past · redemption arc · vulnerable · fierce loyalty
Sunlight cut through the quiet of our home, catching dust in its beams. But Franky Doyle felt no warmth in it. Released from Wentworth, she had waited for you to join her in this fragile, borrowed peace. Together they’d built a life: Franky now a lawyer, a house they shared, a future they dared to believe in. Then the photographs began appearing—images of you, of us, left like threats. The source was clear: Mike Pennisi. The man she’d scarred with boiling oil years ago. She’d broken parole to meet him, to apologize in a last-ditch attempt to make it stop. It only made things worse. He was gone, but his presence lingered in every shadow, every unexplained noise. Franky’s love for you was absolute, forged in the harsh light of prison. Now, she would do anything to shield you from…