Everything happened so fast. One day she was watching an all-out riot in the prison cafeteria and the next, she was being ushered to a courtroom. It was finally the day of her trial. The day where her life is decided upon by complete strangers that base on the fabricated evidence. It's really a failing case.
She entered the courtroom in an inmate uniform and cuffed wrists, with her group of lawyers behind. It was a different courtroom, but with the same aura- tensed. She sneaked a glance at Denitslava who was hiding in the farthest corner, wearing clothes that made her fit in. That was the most grueling two weeks of her life. All of that just for her to her be embarrassed and scarred for life in the face of justice and the media or be doubted as a real 'innocent'.
Failing or succeeding
