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"You're not embarrassed to meet me here?"

The question from Arthur, who had just sat down at the back of the glass-fronted room, made Dwyane snigger. She shook her head slowly because she knew very well that visiting someone was not a mistake.

"I'm here because I want to talk with you. I didn't want to do anything wrong. So why should I be ashamed of people who won't even care what I'm doing?"

Arthur paused. He looked up at Dwyane with blue eyes. He smiled before he shook his head slowly.

"Listen to me, Dwyane. You know, I'm not a good man. I mean, I'm not the Arthur you used to know. I've changed."

"I know," Dwyane interrupted. Her hand was pressed against the glass, as if she was holding Arthur's hand from the outside. "I know. You're a good man who's lost. You're just lost. So just accept your current punishment and don't do anything until the court gives you another directive. You know that well, don't you?"

Arthur shook his head once more time. His smile