My sweet redemption

city noise and sirens from outside the tiny window of my cell. It was a constan

walls and cold metals. The incessant rotation of the fan pulls me bac

ounger sister, Mirabel Dawn, had just put to bed a bouncy baby boy, and Bryan Argol, my once cherished lover, was hosting a pa

mine. I was bitter with frustration and the pain of their betrayal was unbearable. But I managed to wear an indiffe

ning to the smile on Cole's face. He was a lovely child and I wondered why anyone

It was an ordinary evening, just like every other night shift at the urba

head into my work all through the many days that followed the event at Bry

drown my head in the whispers of gossip and the sounds of

g drinks into glasses when the sound of sirens filled the air, cutting through the sound of music and the voices o

eir voices. Most customers had already fled in different directions feeling guilty fo

e that, even at my darkest moment, I couldn't think of committing. How could I have taken the life of an innocent child? The question spun in my head

a cold crime. Could Mira have done this? She had always been envious of me, believing I had ev

once loved and cherished each other. He had promised me forever. What reason doe

l, my heart thrummed in my ears. I was innocent of this hideous crime but the evidenc

e city, the blaring car horns, and bustling crowds, memories of betrayal

ng they betrayed me and framed me up? Does Bryan still think abo

m the world of happiness I once knew. It all

That the intelligently crafted evidence against me would be unveiled and I will be vindicated. But until then, I have to live through t

ruth be revealed". I whispered. In this prayer, I find the coura

again, trying not to let my mind wander, understanding that even though I, Miss Tessy Dawn, am being condem