Bella's POV "I swear under oath, I saw it with my own eyes." My husband's voice filled the courtroom. Logan Carter stood in the witness box. He did not look at me once. "My wife, Bella Carter, ran over the victim. She broke her legs on purpose." The room exploded in whispers. My knees went weak. "Logan," I said. "Logan, look at me. You know I didn't—" "Order!" The judge struck the gavel. Then my son stood up. Danny was only ten. His small hand shook as he pointed at me. "My mother doesn't care about people's lives." Sophia, my eight-year-old daughter, hid behind her brother and nodded. "Your Honor, give her the maximum sentence. Aunt Ruby deserves justice." Across the aisle, Ruby Weston sat in a wheelchair, both legs wrapped in white casts. Tears rolled down her pretty face. She was my best friend. We had grown up together for twenty years. When her husband and son died in a car crash, I was the one who brought her into my home. Now she lowered her head. For one second, I
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