The morning sun rose slowly over the town. Birds were singing, but for Lina, the world had lost its color. Her husband, Justin is still not home, had been missing for years but he managed to call a few weeks ago but not much was said. He had gone out one morning to a construction site to make ends meet but never returned.Lina sat by the window, her hands clutching Justin's old jacket. It still smelled like him, a faint scent of soap and wood smoke. Her eyes were red from crying, but no more tears would come. She had cried them all out.Her two children, were still asleep on the thin mat beside her. The last child is a boy, small and quiet, with big brown eyes that always looked scared now. his older sister, was in school studying but can't concentrate fully because of the ordeal she and her family are going through still brave, but Lina could see the fear in her eyes too.Life had never been easy for them, but it had been peaceful when Justin was there. He worked as a foreman in a co

The date for the verdict is here. Anthony's wife delivery is almost due. She critically needs medical attention. The court room was filled with people, everyone was waiting in anticipation how this will turn out. This is an unprecedented case. Anthony never showed up. He never liked a court room so he asked his colleague you leave work and give him update from the court that he won't be able to show up at the office today as well. He just tactfully said without giving much details that since his mother-in-law is in charge of the case and considering how sensitive the case is and how it has been the talk of the town. He just wanted to know how that will turn out. Her never told his colleague that his wife's life depends on it.There was tension in the Court. The judge a woman of reputation. Will she compromise her stands for the sake of her daughter? So much was in the air. No one could predict what will happen next. Anthony on the other hand preferred to watch it on the news on how it

"Our boss is back," that's how the gangster where chanting after Precious husband was released from prison. He said to them well done. You will all be rewarded in good fate soon. You guys did a good job. Gilbert who join the gang because of what is uncle did to him started to plot revenge. He gave Anthony's wife a number to contact him with in case he needs any assistance or finds herself in any kind of trouble. Evelyn later became Gilbert's girlfriend after the incident and they both had this unique connection that shines within them.Precious husband rewarded everyone within the gang handsomely for a job well done. He then gave peanut to Evelyn just because he had made advances at her before but she declined. Evelyn would have been killed a long time ago but Precious husband saw a virtue in her that no other female has to carry out this kind of jobs they do. So Evelyn was untouchable.Unaware the both of them were now dating even the other gang members still didn't know they were t

Years passed. Her parents visited when they could, their faces growing older each time. Her father’s hands trembled slightly when he held hers through the glass partition. Her mother always brought photos of home, of their store, of her younger brother’s children. They never stopped believing her, but she could see the toll it took. The shame, the exhaustion. After ten years, her father died of a heart attack. Maya wasn’t allowed to attend the funeral.Grief in prison is a strange thing, it doesn’t have space to breathe. You swallow it, carry it like a stone. Lianne was the one who sat with her in silence that night, both of them staring at the ceiling of the dimly lit cell block.By the fifteenth year, the world outside had moved on. Technology had changed, her old company had folded, her friends had drifted away. Sometimes she received postcards from people she barely remembered, vague messages of sympathy that felt like relics from another lifetime.Then, one day, something unexpec

Just few minutes before the end of Maya's ordeal the next inmate woke up and join in the conversation. She said to I have kept to myself because I don't know whom to trust after what happened to me and I found you two trustworthy to share my story with and this is her story.The first thing people noticed about Helena Ward was her poise. The second was her silence. She had learned that quietness carried a kind of powerespecially in the world her husband, Adrian, had built from the bones of a family empire. The Wards were an old-money dynasty that pretended to be modern: sleek art collections, smart investments, and estates in three continents. But beneath the veneer was a web of grudges, loyalties bought and sold like stocks, and a family that had forgotten what it meant to speak honestly.Helena had not married into it for the money at least, that’s what she told herself. When she met Adrian, she was a young architect struggling to prove herself in a firm that dismissed her ideas. He