CHAPTER NINE
The Monday of the trial was a rainy, gloomy one. Mia noticed that especially because it was the first time in days that she’d seen the sky, if only for the few hours that they brought her from the prison to the courtroom downtown.
As expected, during that ride, she realized how much her perception of everything had changed. Everything seemed bigger, wider, more beautiful. And all of it seemed like a luxury—even the thought of her weekly supermarket trip, which she’d once detested. Even the fresh air, which she’d taken for granted, seemed lovely. She even thought about catching rain on her tongue, she’d missed it so much.
But she knew the thing that had changed the most was right in her own home.
Kelsey. Aidan. As much as he’d tried to tell her they’d manage, she was an imp
