Taylor
I kept it together until I stumbled down the steps of the courthouse. I don’t know what new evidence was given to the judge that made him halt proceedings and I didn’t care much. I had heard enough though. Horrible, despicable things that turned my stomach. But I couldn’t link what I was hearing with the man who sat just across the room from me or the man I had spent the night with. It wasn’t even that he hadn't been demanding and bossy that night because he had but he hadn't made me feel uncomfortable. Surely if he had been some dangerous killer then I would have felt uneasy at least? I prided myself on my instincts. Had I been totally wrong about him? Had I been intimate with a killer or worse had he singled me out because he knew somehow, I would end up sitting on the jury for h
