Over the next two days, Ethan watched helplessly as Mollie’s brave exterior began to deteriorate. Evan’s upcoming parole hearing was taking its toll on her. While they were packing their things to make the trip back to their hometown in order to be present for the hearing, Mollie suddenly threw her suitcase across the room.
“I can’t do it, Ethan.” She murmured shakily as she perched on the edge of the bed. “I can’t face him again.” He sat down next to her and put his arm around her. “Mol, you have to be there. They need to hear from you to be able to make a decision.”
“But what if they let him out, Ethan? What if he convinces them that he’s actually turned a new leaf? We both know better than that. He hasn’t changed. He’s still the same person that kidnapped me and locked me in his basement ten years ago.” She sobbed into her hands. “Baby, listen.” Ethan cupped her cheeks and made her look into his eyes. “He’s never going to hurt you again. I’ll make damn sure of it.” With that being said, Mollie finally agreed that she had to be there. She had to make sure Evan never got out.
Mollie clutched Ethan’s hand later that evening while the board discussed Evan’s recent good behavior. She had a long speech prepared on the reasons why he was still a menace to the public. But to her surprise and relief, the board denied his early release immediately. As he was being led out the room by prison guards, Evan turned around rather abruptly and blew a kiss in her direction. “I’ll be seeing you real soon, my love!” He called out as he was dragged out of the courtroom.