Rachel's POV

I got up from the floor, dusting the back of my clothes a bit before following the woman out of the cell.

All I could think about was how my life was going to be like if I actually went to court and was pronounced guilty.

Just a few hours in prison, and I already had a huge hand mark on my face... How was my life going to be like after I was convicted?

I looked up to see the female officer leading me through an iron door.

"Get in..." She said opening the door wide for me making no sign of getting in also.

Could this...