INICIAR SESIÓNSerena's POVThe courtroom emptied gradually, not all at once. People left in small groups, their footsteps soft, their voices low, like they were afraid the sound might wake something dangerous. The place that had once felt sharp and alive now felt hollow.I watched with wide eyes as they rolled Vanessa away, her body still, her skin pale against the white sheets. One of the medics asked me something, his voice calm and low but I didn’t hear the words at first. But I nodded and it felt like my head belonged to someone else.The ambulance doors closed with a heavy thud after I entered.Inside, the world disappeared into metal walls, blinking lights, and the sound of sirens tearing through the city. I sat next to Vanessa and tightly gripped her hand, afraid that if I let go, she might disappear. Her skin was cool, but not cold, and that tiny difference mattered more than anything else.One of the medics worked quickly, checking her pulse again, adjusting tubes, calling out numbers I di
Serena's POVThe sound of a gunshot rang out in the courtroom. It echoed through the room like something breaking open, sharp and loud, louder than any scream that followed. No one seemed to understand what had happened for a single moment. Then Vanessa staggered.A little at first, like a slight sway of her body, like she had lost her balance. She slowly brought her hand to her chest, as if she expected to find nothing there. When she looked down, her eyes widened, not in fear, but in surprise.Her shirt turned bright red.The room exploded into noise.People screamed, chairs hit the floor hard, and voices slammed into each other in fear. The security rushed forward all at once, their movements fast and blurred, yelling orders that were lost in the chaos. Someone knocked over a table, and the sharp crack of wood hitting tile echoed through the courtroom.Charles didn't get a second shot.Hands hit him from all sides and threw him to the ground very hard. His body hit the ground har
Serena's POVThe room smelled faintly of old paper and cold air, the kind that never quite warmed. As I leaned back in the chair, staring at the ceiling, my hands folded together, my thumbs pressed so tightly they ached. My brothers sat beside me, close enough that I could feel their presence without looking.The phone rang suddenly, sharp and out of place in the quiet.I flinched before I could stop myself. The screen lit up in my palm, the name pulling the air from my lungs. Vanessa. My heart beat faster, hard, then again, slower, heavier. For a moment, I just stared at the screen as if it might change its mind and disappear.Nathan was the first to notice my reaction. His eyes narrowed slightly, already reading the tension in my shoulders. Adrian leaned forward, his elbows on his knees, waiting. I took a deep breath and spoke.“Hello,” I said, my voice calm in a way my body did not feel.Vanessa did not waste time with greetings. Her voice came through low and rough, like she had
Serena's POVThe hallway outside the courtroom felt colder than the chamber itself, as if the stone walls were holding their breath. Voices echoed off the high ceiling, reporters speaking in hushed excitement, lawyers murmuring into phones, footsteps echoing in uneven rhythms. I walked between Adrian and Nathan, my heels clicking softly against the floor, each sound grounding me when my thoughts threatened to scatter. I kept my chin up, even though my hands felt empty, like they belonged to someone else.As soon as the courtroom doors closed behind us, the noise doubled. Cameras flashed without warning, bright bursts of light that made my eyes sting. Questions came at me from every direction, sharp and careless, each one digging for weakness. I did not stop walking, did not answer, and did not look back.Inside the private conference room, the door shut with a dull thud. The silence that followed was heavy, broken only by the faint hum of the air system above us. Adrian turned first,
Serena's POVThe news spread fast all over the city. Charles survived and was pulled from the river cold and broken but breathing. According to the news report, his injuries are serious but not fatal, and the relief I felt tastes bitter.Part of me knew survival was worse for him than death.I watched the update on a muted screen while a nurse changed my bandage.The image showed him on a stretcher, eyes closed, face calm like he was asleep. There was no fear in his stillness, even though he was unconscious, he looked like a man in control.Adrian stood near the window with his arms crossed tight over his chest. Nathan paced slowly, counting steps he never finished.Leo sat beside me, his knee bouncing without sound.None of us say the words we are all thinking.When Charles recovered, the police moved fast. His arrest papers are signed with charges stacked high like bricks.Fraud, murder, child trafficking. The city seemed to hold its breath.The trial was scheduled to be public. Th
Serena's POVThe first thing I noticed was the sound. A slow beeping sound from somewhere close, like a quiet heartbeat that didn't belong to me.It took me a long moment for me to realize I was breathing, that air was moving in and out of my chest on its own. My eyes are closed while my body tries to remember where it is.My skin still felt hot, but not hot like fire. It felt dull and deep, like the echo of something that burned too close.My throat was dry and raw, like I have screamed for too long. I swallowed and felt the pull of pain, gentle but firm, reminding me not to rush myself.When I finally opened my eyes, the ceiling swung.Soft white light spreads out over the ceiling blurring the edges and changing into pale halos that move around and overlap.I blinked once, then again, slower this time, letting my mind settle. Nothing moved fast here, and somehow that made everything heavier.The smell reached me next. The air smelled like fresh sheets, strong antiseptic and a littl







