Serena had always been proud of her tenacity and unrelenting drive to excel in the face of adversity. But looking around at the sea of empathetic and reproachful expressions, she felt like she was fighting a losing battle.
This was her own flesh and blood, her baby sister in everything, who had distorted the truth so thoroughly, so utterly, that Serena could barely recognize the broken young lady in front of her.
Her gaze shifted to Alex, sitting across the aisle with an inscrutable mask that revealed no sign of the thoughts or intents seething beneath his frigid eyes.
A new wave of nausea gripped Serena's already-roiling stomach at the thought of what fresh hell he might have in store for her.
"Order! Miss Walker, please take the witness stand,” the judge said.
A tense quiet fell
