L I N D Y
The atmosphere in the court room was tense as everyone whispers quietly to each other. I glance at Milo, who came here just to show his support as he sits there with the rest of the people. He gives me a reassuring smile and just with that I was feeling a little okay.
I smiled back before I glance at Jake who seemed annoyingly calm and collected on his chair. This bastard, how come he looks so well-postured like that? He looks as if he hasn’t done anything wrong. He really has the guts to look as if he hasn’t done anything awful.
On the other hand, I looked the complete opposite. I feel unexceptionably nervous and I undoubtedly look like I am about to s**t my pants. It’s always like this when I enter this room and whenever I sit on that chair in that booth.
I didn’t feel
