SAAFIA’S POV:-

Hugging my knees close to my chest, I was silently sobbing. My chest felt heavy when they took my Dariel like this. Refusing to listen to anyone, I was in the room with Sarah and Helder to console me.

“Why are you crying? You are acting as if they placed a wrong allegation. We all know he did this to them.” Sarah sighed, frowning at my constant weeping.

Glaring at her, puffing I looked away angrily, not talking to her too. She couldn’t understand.

“But, don’t say this so harshly, Ms. Blooms. She is already tense.” At least Helder defended me, offering me a glass of water.

Wiping...