The day of the trial came faster than any other day for the culprits.

Tears of regret, anger for failing, and sadness of realization hung in the air for Dayse, Shawn, and Mason. Their heart thrashed, their head hung low as they were led out of the courtroom, handcuffed.

Tears soaked Dayse's face, shame wore over her like cloth, fear as to why she did not see her daughter in the courtroom made her chest race faster than a horse.

Maybe she was ashamed of her.

Maybe she was hiding because she couldn't face her.

Even as she's not present, Dayse felt a little bit happy that she didn't have...