Cassidy's voice was steady, almost as if she were recounting someone else's story rather than her own harrowing experiences. "I spent most of my time at Havenwood. Then, out of the blue, she decided to bring me back home. And for some twisted reason, she even slashed my wrist."

She slowly extended her arm.

The scars on her fair arms, visible beneath the sleeveless dress she wore, had mostly faded into faint lines.

Yet, even these healed scars were a shocking sight.

One could only imagine the kind of life Cassidy had endured over the years.

Despite her calm demeanor, anyone with a basic understanding of psychology could spot the uncontrollable trembling of her body. It was as though the mere mention of her past brought a hidden agony to the surface, vividly displayed in those subtle tremors.

No one doubted the truth behind Cassidy's words.

The scars on her body were proof enough of her suffering.

Some in the audience couldn't help but cast sympathetic glances her way.

Cassidy noticed but chose to ignore them. She laid her right arm flat, drawing attention to the scar that measured a good two inches-a testament to the severity of her injury.

The camera zoomed in, giving the online audience a clear view of Cassidy's scar.

Anyone with medical knowledge could tell at a glance how critical her condition must have been.

Zinnia, this was a blatant disregard for Cassidy's life!

"That scar," Cassidy continued, "is why I ended up in the ER for two hours. If it weren't for sheer luck, I might not be here today, speaking to you all."

back to Zinnia. "Judge, doesn't this count as

did such things, judge, I swear it wasn't me! She did this to herself; it has nothing to do with

Zinnia was in denial.

ready to face the consequences. Going to jail was not an option, especially with a son

if anticipating Zinnia's denial, pulled out her phone. "Denying it won't help you, Zinnia. I have videos, recordings.

Zinnia was taken aback.

her daughter. Despite Cassidy's

academics and other areas. But to Zinnia, that meant little; a daughter was

the end, only Austin would remain by

Zinnia only regretted not being harsher, wishing she had ended Cassidy's

the drama unfold, nudged Percival

subtly signaled Thomas outside the courtroom. Thomas, who had been waiting in a car, finally stepped out, dragging

that moment,

incitement to grievous bodily harm, financial destruction

gasped at her

to the darker aspects of humanity, was taken aback by the extent

mouth to speak but, remembering the decorum of the court, chose to remain silent, gesturing

others, standing aside, had been silent for a while. Mr. Wood seemed confused by

meticulously, using it to expose the truth about the past. But why

surely better ways to clear the

Ramona couldn't understand, and

restrained

even more

an elaborate game, a mere pawn being maneuvered by forces beyond his

him, escape seemed

followed the livestream, including the Abernathy

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255