In a small, quaint town nestled between rolling hills, a courtroom was buzzing with whispers and anticipation. The trial of Emily Watson, a loving mother who had been accused of a serious crime, had garnered the attention of the entire community. Emily's eyes darted nervously around the room, her heart pounding like a drum. She couldn't believe she was standing in the defendant's spot...
She didn’t even necessarily remember why this had happened exactly. Everything had gone by in a blur for the past few days. Emily had been gardening in her front yard when the police arrived, cuffing her and reading her Miranda rights. She had tried to fight it, not understanding why they would cuff her, but she had stilled when they revealed the charges.
She knew that this couldn’t be happening, but it certainly was. Time had been slow ever since but fast at the same time. She had been caring for her son, Alex, alone and, during the first night, was freaking out about his whereabouts. She would later learn that he stayed at a friend's house, but she still feared what would happen to him during this process.