Sera’s POV
Three weeks after the pier, the district attorney’s office called me in for a follow-up interview.
I went alone.
Cassian stayed home with Aria was still sleeping in our bed every night, and neither of us was ready to fight her on it yet.
Then a woman named Marisol Reyes sat across from me with a thick file open on the table.
She didn’t waste time on small talk.
“We have Celeste's plea paperwork,” she said. “She’s willing to take twelve years with parole eligibility at eight. But we’re not satisfied with that. We want the maximum exposure on this case because of the victim’s age and the planning involved.”
I nodded once.
“What do you need from me?”
“Everything you have that ties her directly to the kidnapping. Not just the messages she sent to Cassian or the fol
