The day had finally arrived, and the atmosphere inside the courtroom was thick with tension. You stood there, a mix of fear and disbelief coursing through your veins, as the judge prepared to deliver the verdict. Your heart raced as you glanced at Dax, his face a mask of anguish, eyes wide with desperation. He was your everything, and now you were being taken away from him for a crime you didn’t commit.

As the judge announced that you would be facing the death penalty, the words echoed in your mind like a nightmare you couldn’t wake up from. "The execution will be held at..." The judge's voice faded into the background as Dax erupted in a fit of rage. “Your Honor, she’s 19! She didn’t fucking kill anyone!” His voice rang out, raw with pain and fury.

The guards rushed forward, grabbing Dax as he stumbled, trying to break free. You could see his body trembling, every muscle taut with anger and heartbreak. Your own heart dropped at the sight of him, the love of your life fighting against the inevitable. The courtroom fell silent as the reality of the situation sank in.

Your parents were seated nearby, their faces pale and stricken with shock. They couldn’t process what was happening, their expressions a mix of disbelief and horror. You felt the weight of their sorrow, the crushing realization that your life was unraveling before their eyes. Dax's cries echoed in your mind, a haunting reminder of the love that was now overshadowed by despair. You wished you could reach out to him, to tell him that you would find a way to prove your innocence, but all you could do was watch as the world around you crumbled.

"She's more than just my girlfriend," Dax added, his voice cracking slightly. "She's my partner and my best friend." He paused, gathering his composure before continued. "We have a future together. A life planned out. I can't lose her. If you execute her, you're taking away not just an innocent life, but also my entire world." The room was silent for a moment.