Tears streamed down my cheeks, my emotions a turbulent storm within me. "I'm not blaming you for everything, but you have to understand that your absence, your neglect—it shaped me. It hurt me," I sobbed. Mia's expression hardened. "Evie, you have to take responsibility for your own life. You can't
TIMOTHY POV Timothy sat slumped in the hard metal chair, his hands cuffed behind his back. His eyes darted around the interrogation room, his breaths shallow and rapid. He refused to speak, even as they spat out question after question. The police had been interrogating him for hours, but he held f
Mr. Wilke’s gaze bore into the officers with a steely determination. "My client has every right to legal representation. Any further mistreatment will be met with legal action." The tension in the room simmered as the lawyer took charge, demanding an explanation for Timothy's arrest. The officers,
The office buzzed with an electric tension that seemed to follow me as I made my way to my desk. My colleagues, typically engrossed in their own tasks, glanced up at my arrival, their expressions tense. "Evie, have you seen the news?" one of them asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I forced a
My heart raced as I sprinted toward the courthouse, my mind consumed by a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn't shake off the feeling of apprehension that had settled deep within me ever since I received that distressing call. The bitter cold wind slapped against my face, matching the turmoil raging ins
The phone rang twice before a deep, guarded voice answered, "Quinton speaking." "Hi, uh, Quinton. It's Evie," I said, attempting to sound confident despite the nerves that gnawed at me. "Who?" His voice was gruff, unyielding. "Evie. Evangeline," I clarified, though I was unsure if that would trig
The responses were immediate and harsh. Accusations flew at me like arrows, questioning my judgment, my loyalty, and even my sanity. The weight of the online attacks felt suffocating, but amidst the chaos, I held onto the belief that Timothy was wrongly accused. Hours later, there was a knock at my
TIMOTHY POV Timothy stood with a sinking feeling in his chest. Within the courtroom, a myriad of eyes fixated on him—the curious, the judgmental, and those seeking a spectacle. He shifted uncomfortably, wondering how he must’ve been looking to the cameras. Fans and foes alike lined the room, creat