Ella’s POV
My world had shrunk to the four walls of my jail cell. The cold concrete, the iron bars and the steady hum of fluorescent lights had become my new reality. Days bled into night in the blink of an eye. For a month, I had been held in this limbo, with no chance to defend myself.
Little Andrea came growing bigger and bigger. One month before, she is due to come into this wicked world and her mum was sitting in a cell, regretting her actions. I sat on the thin mattress, and my hands rested protectively on my stomach, as the guard approached.
“Visitor,” he announced gruffly, unlocking the door.
My heart leapt with joy. Finally, maybe my lawyer, Mr Carter, had found a way to get me out of here. Maybe there was hope. I stood slowly, my legs stiff from sitting for hours. I followe
