Chapter 92

The warm familiar face welcomes me and my body vibrates at the sight of the one man who has been so

kind to me for apparent reason made known. My shoulders begin to shake from the amount of burden I

was holding back on, I was so tired and I needed for all of this to be over.

All I could continue to ask myself was what could I have possibly done to have them hate me this much,

to have them sort out to ruin my life so much.

“Detective Ben.” I whisper and the man takes long strides to my side, he bends one of his knee to the

ground to reach my height, I was so desperate for comfort, I hugged and held on to him as tight as I could.

“What are you doing in here?” Detective Ben asks and I shake my head.

“I'm being accused of murder.” I tell him and he stares at me in shock.

“Who's murder?” Detective Ben asks and I let out a sob.

“The Intentional murder of Scarlett Harrington's child and almost killing Scarlett, I didn't do it. “ I sob

telling the confused looking man in front of me