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.

to

just die

I start to laugh out

attempted murder and intentional assault. As long as Frances and his people are willing to give you a way out, I can help you get

to die. Can I still count on him to have mercy

dare to think about

mind is: if I go to the courthouse, will I be able to see

been looking forward to that

in bed every day, counting the days left

in the dock, while Frances sits coldly at the plaintiff table. He doesn't give me even one

person I love the most is sitting right across, but in his eyes, I don't seem to exist at all. To me, this is some torture more miserable

while listening to him narrating the event in detail. I can't turn my eyes away

what happens, I'm always obsessed with

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

staying by his side for revenge at the time. He must hate me a lot,

cold expression is hurting

but I

look at her, his gaze is extremely

love