My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

If I couldn't properly explain what was found in my bag the night before, the test results would really ruin my chances of getting out of here. This incident had led me to believe that things were not as simple as I thought they were.

The policewoman shook her head with a frown. "Miss Reid, you don't need a lawyer to defend you just yet. You're still under observation."

"Since it's an observation, can I contact my family and tell them where I am?" I asked, looking at the policewoman with a serious face.

She stared back at me in surprise before she said, "Usually, that's allowed, but your situation is complex. We don't need you to inform your family for the time being, and it's for your own good." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"I don't need you to think for me. I need to tell my family. What does this have to do with you? While you follow your procedures, I will do my best to defend my rights. Is there a problem with that?" I had not been in Asherton for a long; I had only been here for less than a month and I never mentioned my past to anyone.

Michael was the only person who knew me. I wonder who framed me.

Seeing how determined I was to contact my family, the police nodded but did not hand me the phone. Instead, I was sent back to the room where I stayed the previous night.

told that the police would attend to me soon,

came in with a plate in her

at me and said, "This is breakfast." She then

pause, she said, "Please return the phone immediately after you contact your family. This is my

for a moment. They gave me my phone without any hesitation, which

seemed that Michael was the only person who I could reach out to in

a few times before it was picked up. The person at the other end said sleepily,

away by the police. Can you

taken aback, "Why were you taken away

just help me find a lawyer. I'm

agreed, I immediately