Wicked that he was, all her anger appropriated to the courtroom spun around the vile knit-tied face, smug in its victory over her until all the truth became as easily malleable. That b*stard had portrayed her as a violent one, and no one had ever doubted him. Even Emily, her so-called sister, had not trusted her. What about her foster parents? Well, they couldn't even be bothered to support her.
"Name one person that has ever been loyal to me," Ellie croaked, straining with rage and disappointment. The small room was filled with her restless back and forth motion, her feet leaving prints on the icy ground. She ran her fingers through her disheveled hair as if trying to compose herself.
Getting back as she always found solace in trying to reduce the stupefying stillness. Agonizing minutes
