Serena’s POVI feel my heart start to race. Hansen's tactic is clear — he's trying to discredit me by dragging my personal life into this. It's infuriating. "That's not relevant to the case," I reply, my voice shaking slightly."Oh, but it is relevant," Hansen presses, his eyes gleaming with triump
Bill’s POVIt's afternoon, and we’re finally on a break. I haven't been called to testify yet, and the waiting is getting to me.I step outside for some fresh air, hoping it will clear my mind. The sun is bright, but it does little to chase away the unease gnawing at my insides. I glance around and
Bill’s POVI take the stand, my heart pounding in my chest. I can feel everyone's eyes on me, but I push down the nerves. This is too important to mess up.Murphy steps forward, his expression serious. "Mr. Richardson, can you tell us what happened on the rooftop the day Ms. Nixon was attacked?"I t
Bill’s POV"I found the earring while I was investigating," I repeat, my voice steady. "I didn't tamper with it. I handed it over to the police immediately.""But without police supervision, isn't it possible that this earring could have been planted by you, Mr. Richardson?"I shake my head. “That's
Serena’s POVBill, Atty. Murphy, and I drive to Bill's mansion in silence, each of us lost in our thoughts.As we pull up to the house, I feel a strange mix of emotions. This place used to be my home. The memories flood back — both good and bad. I grip my bag a little tighter as the house comes into
Bill’s POV"I... don't know, Bill," Serena says, nervously tugging at the strap of her bag. "The shop is really busy right now with the summer collection. I can't afford to be late.”I watch her, noticing the way she fidgets and how her eyes avoid mine. There's a nervous energy about her, and I can
Serena’s POVI can't sleep. I keep thinking of everything that happened in the courtroom today.I toss and turn in the king-sized bed, my mind racing with all the what-ifs. What if I said something different? What if I missed something crucial? What if Hansen succeeds in making Doris look innocent?
Serena’s POVHe hesitates, searching my face. "Are you sure, Serena?"Instead of answering, I smirk and pull Bill toward me, kissing him deeply. I’m careful not to put any pressure on my belly, positioning myself so we're both comfortable.I feel his hands exploring my back, moving under my shirt, s