** KIM’S POV**
“That’s not possible.... It can be me,” I muttered with shock as I watched the footage play over and over.
“ That’s you in the footage, Kimberly. Are you going to deny that, too?” Mrs Thorne said, pointing at the tablet.
“ No, but... I didn’t do this... I don't remember doing this,” I stammered, fighting back the tears gathering in my eyes.
“That’s why the footage exists, to remind you,” Camille sneered.
Grief and utter helplessness washed over me instantly. I felt like a deer with a broken leg trying to run away from a hungry predator.
Nothing I say now will be enough. Nothing I do will matter anymore because someone has footage of me doing something I never did.
“ I never did this, ma’am... " You have to believe me, please,” I pleaded tearfully.
“ Then how do you e
