Sya's POV
(2 months later)
“Hannah please! I've already told you, I’m getting a bad feeling about this,” I mumbled, scratching my arm.
She frowned. “I don't care. We're doing this and you're not saying no.”
“But I'm scared!” I wailed.
“Oh come on. It’ll be alright I promise,” Edi said, pulling up the sleeves of his checkered shirt.
Last week, I'd told Hannah about what John and Helena had done to my parents. She'd gone into shock for a few minutes before insisting we get them arrested.
“You know we can't get them arrested without proof,” I'd told her. “You're the daughter of a lawyer you should know.”
She'd groaned before grinning. “We'll get proof. The scars on your body. And we’ll have to get a recording of their confession. Dad will take your case don't w
