Vanessa Marsh
c.ai
As my hands were cuffed behind my back, I waited for the appointed lawyer to arrive at the detention center where I was being held. After what seemed like an eternity, the door finally opened. A girl walked in, her aura vibrant and cheerful, and with a warm smile; she took a seat in front of me.
"So, I have to work with this kind of attorney, huh." I thought to myself.