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“On the count of false imprisonment, have you reached a unanimous verdict?”
The foreperson of the jury, assigned to speak for them all, nods his head, his eyes set on the judge behind his thick-rimmed glasses.
“We have, Your Honor.”
“And do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty?”
“Guilty.”
Tingles scatter over the backs of my arms beneath my gown and I take a slow breath.
“And on the count of rape, do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty?”
“Guilty.”
Guilty.
Euphoria races through my body like electricity through a circuit. Behind me the sounds of Chelsea’s family crying fills the air.
We did it.
Another case won.
Chapter 34
Drew
“How’s Sophie?” Mum asks.
I crane my neck, looking down the hallway toward the bedroom to check Sophie hasn’t woken from her nap.
“She’s… tired,” I say, pushing my finger and thumb into my dry eyes and rubbing.
“Well, she doesn’t have long to go now. Her body will be getting ready. Although, toward the end with you and Maddy, I couldn’t sleep at all. Pregnancy insomnia.”
“Oh?”
Mum must think I’m just tired because she says goodbye after telling me to take care of Sophie, and then she’s gone.
I wish that’s all it was. But the truth is Sophie hasn’t been the same since the trial ended last week. The guy got ten years, and she blames herself that he didn’t get longer. She told me she can feel deflated after a case. Because even though she wins, it doesn’t feel like a victory.
She assured me she’s fine. But she’s sleeping more and is quieter than usual. The mental and physical strain must catch up with her after months working on something so in depth. I wish Iknew how to help her.
I told Tanner I needed some time out of the office, so I’ve spent the past few days at Sophie’s apartment, working from the sofa and getting everything set for the completion of the house sale. We should get the keys any day. I hope it brings a smile back to my beautiful girl’s face.
“Drew?” Sophie’s sleepy voice floats out of her bedroom.
I abandon the baby name book I was reading and jog into her room.
“You okay, Boss?”
She yawns, her blonde hair splayed over the pillow as she pats the top of the bedding beside her.
“Come, lie with me?” Her sleepy eyes have regained some of the brightness they’ve been missing.
I grab the back of my T-shirt and haul it up over my head, throwing it to one side, followed by my jeans, eager at the chance to hold her close.
I climb into bed behind her, pulling her flush to my chest.
