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“I love you, too” I whisper back

The gavel pounds and the shit is finally over

I inhale a breath of air, it feels fresher, fucking better knowing that prison is out of the question There’s a glassiness hanging in Mik’s eyes when I spin to face her She looks sad, but she stands tall, holding herself together the best she can

This will all pass I hang onto that, knowing that soon this will all be over A few more steps and we can lay this terrible mess to rest

“You okay?” I ask

She sucks in a breath and nods her head “I’m fine,” she says

She’s not fine, but I don’t expect her to be

“You need to give a statement,” David drawls as he taps away on his iPhone, probably infor someone, likely my father, of the news “And so does she” He adds, his eyes lifting from the phone to face Mik

“She’s not prepped” One of his assistants says from behind him

“Then prep her” He snaps

“I’h the air to silence us “I can give a statement”

“You sure?” David asks, an air of skepticis in his voice

“Yes” Her eyes ainst me

I do trust her I’ve always trusted Mik

She loves hard, all-consuled so much since Auden’s death, she can’t hand