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2025-02-14 15:35:04Dylan's pov
I sat back in my office chair, my mind racing with the whirlwind of events that had just unfolded. The police had taken Cherry, the one person who had stood by me through everything, and all I could think about was how to fix this mess. My mother was pacing around the room, her face pale with worry, her voice trembling as she muttered about Sharon and Gabriel. Her panic was contagious, but I couldn't let it show. Not now. Not when Cherry's freedom was at stake."I’ll make sure Cherry doesn’t get hurt," I had told my mother, trying to mask the fear clawing at my chest. But deep down, I wasn't sure how I could pull it off. Gabriel and Sharon had outsmarted us before, and it seemed like they were one step ahead again. The fear in my mother's eyes only fueled my determination to fix things. I had to do something, anything, to make sure Cherry was safe.I reached for my phone, hands slightly shaking, and dialed Maurice’s number. After a few ri
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Dylan's POV I dialed Maurice’s number with trembling fingers, my mind racing. I needed his help—desperately. Cherry’s innocence was at stake, and I knew that without a powerful defense, she would be condemned for a crime she didn’t commit. Maurice was one of the most respected lawyers in the entire city, a man whose name alone could send shivers down a prosecutor’s spine. But more than that, he was a good friend—one of the very few I could trust in this mess.When he answered, his deep voice carried a hint of concern.“Dylan? This is unexpected. What’s going on?”“I need your help, Maurice,” I said, my voice urgent. “Cherry has been wrongfully accused. I need you to defend her in court.”There was silence on the other end for a moment before he finally sighed. “Dylan… you know Gabriel is behind this, don’t you?”I swallowed hard. Of course, I knew. My cousin, Gabriel, was the mastermind of this entire ordeal. He was cunning, manipulative, and above all, careful. Maurice’s voice turne
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Cherry's POV I had lost track of time in this cold, lifeless prison cell. Days had blended into nights, and each passing moment felt like an eternity. It had been two or three days since I was unjustly locked up for a crime I didn’t commit. Innocent—yet trapped in a nightmare orchestrated by the very man I had once trusted. I never intended to steal company secrets when I entered that data room; all I wanted was evidence. Evidence that could finally expose Gabriel for the monster he truly was—the man who had taken my mother’s life.But he was one step ahead. He knew what he was doing, and instead of answering for his crimes, he twisted the truth and pinned something entirely different on me. Even now, I couldn’t believe Gabriel was capable of such deception. I had been foolish to think that deep down, there was still some humanity left in him.A sharp knock on the iron bars of my cell jolted me back to reality. “Get up. Court’s today,” a guard grumbled.Court.My heart pounded again
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Cherry’s POVI couldn't believe what I was hearing. Weakness? What did Dylan and Maurice mean by that? Their words puzzled me, but I didn't have time to dwell on it. My body felt exhausted from the days—no, weeks—maybe even months I had spent locked in this prison. The cold walls, the lifeless air, the feeling of being caged like an animal… It was unbearable. And yet, every time I asked for updates, they kept assuring me that everything would be fine.But a part of me doubted that. Deep down, I had a nagging feeling that my time here wouldn’t last much longer. Was that hope? Or just another cruel trick my mind was playing on me? Because more than anything, I just wanted to see my daughter. Selena. My heart ached just thinking about her, picturing her tiny hands reaching for me, her innocent eyes searching for her mother. Had she been crying for me? Had she asked where I was?A lump formed in my throat, but I forced myself to focus. Right now, I needed to p
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Cherry’s POVTears poured from my eyes, hot and unrelenting. My chest tightened, my breath came in short gasps, and my entire body trembled. I wasn’t just crying—I was breaking. Shattering. The weight of everything that had happened crashed down on me like a tidal wave, drowning me in pain, in disbelief.It all happened so fast. Too fast.One moment, I thought everything was finally going to be okay. I thought justice would prevail. I thought the nightmare was finally over. They had found out the truth—I was innocent. I wasn’t supposed to be in prison. My heart had soared with hope. Relief had flooded my veins like warm sunlight breaking through storm clouds.And then… gunfire.The deafening crack of a bullet split the air. And when I turned, my world stopped.Maurice.He was lying there. Motionless. A pool of crimson spreading beneath him. My heart clenched painfully, a scream lodged in my throat. No. No, no, no. This c
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Dylan's POV I dialed Maurice’s number with trembling fingers, my mind racing. I needed his help—desperately. Cherry’s innocence was at stake, and I knew that without a powerful defense, she would be condemned for a crime she didn’t commit. Maurice was one of the most respected lawyers in the entire city, a man whose name alone could send shivers down a prosecutor’s spine. But more than that, he was a good friend—one of the very few I could trust in this mess.When he answered, his deep voice carried a hint of concern.“Dylan? This is unexpected. What’s going on?”“I need your help, Maurice,” I said, my voice urgent. “Cherry has been wrongfully accused. I need you to defend her in court.”There was silence on the other end for a moment before he finally sighed. “Dylan… you know Gabriel is behind this, don’t you?”I swallowed hard. Of course, I knew. My cousin, Gabriel, was the mastermind of this entire ordeal. He was cunning, manipulative, and above all, careful. Maurice’s voice turne
