After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#93 “We’re Doing This Together.”

Sophia sat in the small uncomfortable detention room. She had walked around it several times already because she just couldn’t sit still.

She was constantly thinking about her case, but there was nothing she could do to get evidence while she was locked up there. She hoped the detectives or her attorney would do a good job and free her shortly.

While she was thinking, a door opened and the detective who had been questioning her earlier appeared at the door.

“Sophia, there have been developments in the case,” he began, motioning for her to follow him into a small interrogation room.

Sophia followed swiftly the detective around the police station. Her body was tense from the accusation that was hanging around her and from the uncomfortable room she was staying in. As they entered the room, Detective Turner signaled for Sophia to take a seat, his gaze scrutinizing yet oddly sympathetic.

“I won’t beat around the bush,” he continued, choosing his words carefully. “We’ve uncovered evidence that suggests you weren’t the only person at the crime scene.”

Sophia remains calm. She knew she was innocent and was sure the truth would come to light at some point.

“You find proof of the man that led me into the apartment,” she said confident that was the only thing that might incriminate her.

Detective Turner produced a photograph and placed it on the table before her. Sophia smiled as she beheld the image – a blurred figure, the mysterious man who had lured her into the ominous apartment.

“I am sure you recognize this person?” Detective Turner inquired. Sophia nodded, her voice steady. “Yes, that’s the man who met me at the apartment. But who is he, and what does this mean for me?”

that this person had been spotted around the apartment building in the days leading

whereabouts of this mysterious man. However, for the time being, I must ask you not to leave

weight of suspicion was shifting. She

truth to come to

doing what we can, Miss Johnson, and for now you are free to go.

station cast a glow over the worn linoleum floors. Sophia stepped out of the interrogation room,

face emerged – Alexander. He stood near the entrance, smiling at her. Sophia’s heart skipped a

exclaimed with a surprise and gratitude

“I’ve been working to gather evidence for you, Sophia. I couldn’t let you face

was touched by his unwavering support. “I didn’t

we’re in this together. We’ll get through

them. His stern demeanor softened

here has been quite busy on your behalf,” he said, gesturing

curious about what Alexander had managed to uncover. Detective Turner led them

Alexander with a nod of acknowledgment. “He

who found footage of him? Alexander nodded, a glint of triumph in his eyes. “It

of hope. The pieces of the puzzle were falling into place, and it seemed like the truth was

said, gratitude lacing her words. He smiled warmly. “I

now. Be careful, Miss Johnson,” the Detective replied eloquently before leaving them

lingered in Sophia’s eyes as she turned toward

said, her voice sincere. “I didn’t

with a warm smile. “You don’t have to thank me, Sophia. As

across her