Eleanor
The door to Judge West’s office swung open with a soft creak, and I lifted my head instinctively. Normally, I wouldn't because I was avoiding meeting his eyes or something like that.
It's been all I could do since everything happened, so… but, I had been engrossed it caught me off guard.
He was standing there, jacket in hand, his expression was unreadable, though something about the way his eyes settled on me made my stomach knot tighter than it already was.
I could tell that he was about to say something I wouldn't like, I just knew it.
“Eleanor,” he said, his voice sounding all nice.
I blinked up at him, trying not to let anything; like the tension I was feeling show on my face. Not even the tightness in my chest or the way my heart kicked up a little faster just at the
