My sweet redemption

a constant reminder of a life of freedom I once had, but it seems impossible for me now. I could never have imagined I would one day end up here, sur

ounger sister, Mirabel Dawn, had just put to bed a bouncy baby boy, and Bryan Argol, my once cherished lover, was hosting a pa

But I managed to wear an indifferent smile that night. The silence in the air was suffocating as everyone cast pitiful and cautious glances at me. No one expected me to show up but I did. My mind

lounge where I worked, The Brass, located at an alley in Downtown Queens. It was a spot for bohemian artists and other patrons. I had tried to put my

. I never imagined that this one night would change my whole life forever. I had been busy behind the counter pouring drinks into glasses when the sound of sirens filled the

't feel like I had to. But harsh reality dawned rapidly on me when the officers approached the counter where I stood. I, Tessy Dawn, was accused of murder, a monstrous crime that, even at my darkest moment, I couldn't think of committ

ving I had everything she never had. Ranging from beauty to intelligence and the love of a man she desired. But could she have gone this far to steal away my happiness? And Br

l, my heart thrummed in my ears. I was innocent of this hideous crime but the evidenc

etrayal came rushing back. I wondered what my sister and my ex-fiancée were up to. Were they happy together or did they spend every moment

m the world of happiness I once knew. It all

That the intelligently crafted evidence against me would be unveiled and I will be vindicated. But until then, I have to live through t

ruth be revealed". I whispered. In this prayer, I find the coura

again, trying not to let my mind wander, understanding that even though I, Miss Tessy Dawn, am being condem