From Prison Bars to Platinum Stars

blinding me. The wail of the siren was a sharp

than' s voice was calm, but it was a calm

s a mask of concern, but his eyes were c

e, his notepad out. "Ma'am, you

, a gift from my biological parents, was a nightmare in the headlig

voice raw. "I wasn't

the officer's shoulder. "Officer, my wife is in sh

. A flicker of something ancient and hateful in his eyes

throat. He remembered.

ster, you said she confessed to you, that she was tr

e sorrow. "She's just so upset that Sabrina got the life she thi

g my own pain, my own complicate

ames, as he told me it was my fault Sabrina was dead. My fault for coming back into the Clarks' lives. My fault for

next life. And he was mak

g from my throat. "You gave me an alibi

from me to Ethan, c

See? She's not making any sense. T

my executioner. The stakes weren't just my freedom anymore. They were my life, and the life of my unbor