Help me out

“Those tears speak a ton of what you are going through,” the lawyer said as she caressed her back softly. “There are some things we do not need words to convey. We just let the actions do the speaking.”

Brett couldn’t agree more.

“It’s fine, Naya,” Brett told her softly. “I am here to help you out. Just confide with us and tell us what we need to know, okay?”

Naya cleared her tears and nodded. She took a deep breath and tried so hard to control the pain in her. It was just too hard.

“So,” the lawyer pulled out a document. “As I can see here, you’ve been locked up for 8 months now if I have not been mistaken. You were charged for robbery, adoption and harassment of Mrs Lovelyn Hazard.”

“I never did such a thing,” Naya defended herself. “She has always been the one harassing me. First she took my daughter from me and then she lied that I tormented her through the robbery. I didn’t even know they would force me to rob the Hazard’s mansion.”

The lawyer understood.

“It is fine, brea