8 YEARS LATER
Naya flinched as her tattoo drawing got interrupted. This wasn’t something she’d expected on a hot Sunday afternoon, while she listened to an inmate preach the word of God.
“You are free to go, Naya Aurora,” the Jailer said as he gave her a bag filled with her things. Naya was completely shocked. What?! How? This was unbelievable and she could swear that she didn’t understand what was going on.
“They finally looked through the evidence and let you go,” Miss Cherry said as she joined her at the Jailer’s office. “I never gave up on the court case, even if Brett did.”
Naya couldn’t control her tears. She drew Miss Cherry for a hug and hugged her tightly, feeling tears roll down her cheeks.
“Thank you so much,” Naya thanked her.
“It’s fine. The past few years has been
