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Chapter Fourteen

مؤلف: Itohan
last update آخر تحديث: 2025-09-07 20:53:37

Julia's POV

I pinched myself several times, hoping it was a dream or possibly a nightmare. But it wasn't. This was the first time I had been arrested, and who would arrest me?

What about the men?

"It's been done, boss." One of the officers responded, holding his phone to his ear.

What exactly was he talking about? Show as his boss?

I didn't have a criminal record the last time I checked, and neither do I now. I felt my heart race a thousand times, and no one could ever help me out of my misery.

Everyone who I thought would help turned their backs on me.

Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked down at my cuffed hand.

All I could see were blurred lights and the sound of sirens.

Julia was convicted of attempted murder simply because she chose to protect herself.

"Why?"

I whimpered and twisted my hands around the handcuffs until the metal bruised my skin. "Why me? I didn’t do anything. I was simply trying to defend myself."

None of them paid attention to me; instead, they dragged me into t
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