(Oma’s POV)The handcuffs bit into my wrists, aggressively which made my head throb. Everything I had worked for in life, felt a million miles away.I sat on a hard plastic bench, my hand resting on my chin and kept my breathing shallow."You’ve got a lot of nerve," an officer spat, slamming a stack of folders on the table in front of me. "Stealing from the Jones family? You picked the wrong people to rob, girl. People like that don't just win, rather they crush people like you." She said,I didn't cry. I didn't offer a single sob for her to feed on. I just looked at her, my eyes boring into hers until she shifted uncomfortably."Officer, I have a right to read the charges," I replied calmly even though my heart was hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird.The officer rolled her eyes, scoffed, and walked out and the heavy steel door shut at her back.I was finally alone in the prison. To the police and the elite world of Oakhaven, I was just a poor, wretched girl they could eas
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