15 years. 15 whole years in jail.

That's half of his life, and he lost it due to a few false claims.

He regrets everything.

"At least I have you and Daniel."

Sean said, holding back a few tears.

"After all of this? Damn, I don't think I can even get a job as a mechanic."

He joked, sighing softly.

"But... Sometimes I wonder what life in Puerto Lobos would've been like."

He added, their campfire illuminating his tear-stained face.