Stella POVThe stairs of the courthouse resembled a war zone.Reporters descended like a swarm of bees microphones thrust forward camera flashes bursting in my direction. Megan gripped my wrist firmly as we attempted to navigate the crowd. Each question hurled at me sent my heartbeat racing.“Stella McCartney what are your thoughts, on the decision?”“Were you aware that Jimmy was going to testify?”“Will you be going back to your commitment, with Ferguson?”That final question caused my stomach to churn. I lowered my head. Drew Megan’s hoodie closer, around my face.“Don’t halt " she murmured. "Keep moving.”We moved ahead. Just as I was about to step forward again a firm grip grasped my upper arm and jerked me off balance.My breath stuck in my throat.I whirled about prepared to strike anyone who had the nerve to seize me amid the turmoil. My whole body suddenly became immobile.Ferguson.His eyes appeared nearly frantic as if he had been looking for me nonstop, for hours. When he
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