While on vacation, I got a message telling me to fly home in secret—when I landed, an attorney and investigators revealed a truth that nearly made me collapse
preliminary hearing, I sat in the second row beside Thomas.
Martin came in wearing a gray suit rather than prison clothes. He looked worn down, but when his eyes found me, they filled with the same expression I had seen every time he met me at the airport or held me after a hard day.
Love.
That was what people outside this could not understand.
