Chapter 32
The Trial
I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror of the courthouse. My face looked pale and tired. Dark circles sat under my eyes from not sleeping for days. The orange jumpsuit they made me wear made me look even worse. My hands shook as I splashed cold water on my face.
"Time to go," the female guard said. Her voice wasn't mean, but it wasn't kind either. She just sounded bored, like this was just another day for her.
My legs felt wobbly as I walked. The handcuffs around my wrists clicked with every step. The sound echoed through the empty hallway, reminding me that I was a prisoner now. Not a wife. Not a daughter. Just prisoner number 24601.
The guard led me to the big wooden doors of the courtroom. I could hear voices on the other side. Lots of them. My stomac
