In My Desperate Time

However, Frances doesn't come as I expect.

Instead, I meet the lawyer Steven has hired for me.

"Ms. Noyes, I'm your lawyer. You have to tell me the truth. Only when you tell me the truth can I do my best to get your sentence reduced."

The truth?

I smile bitterly and silently.

At this point, does the truth still matter? Telling the truth won't do me any good.

I don't know how long I'll be in this cage. I don't even know what is going on outside.

The feeling of not knowing makes me panic, and I don't dare to act rashly.

"What is the truth? I did shoot Frances. This is an indisputable fact." I look up at the lawyer. At this moment, I'm despondent.

"How many years will I get for attempted murder? Life imprisonment? Right, there's Whitney Jordan's case. With two cases added together, I might die in prison."

Frances’ words keep echoing in my ears, and every word is cutting my heart.

wants me to die

I'll just die

so sad that I start

intentional assault. As long as Frances and

now hates my guts. He can't wait for me to die. Can I still count on him to have mercy

don't even dare to think about it in

thing in my mind is: if I go to the courthouse,

forward to that day so

lie in bed every day, counting the days left before the

sit in the dock, while Frances sits coldly at the

sitting right across, but in his eyes, I don't seem to exist

listening to him narrating the event in detail. I can't

happens, I'm always

weren't for Earl, how could I possibly have shot

I was staying by his side for revenge at

cold expression is

bit my lip, but I saw Hilda's

look at her, his gaze is

that love