Celeste warned me twice.
“You’re confusing loyalty with intelligence, Sadie.”
“No,” I said. “I’m finally learning the difference.”
Jonah even told me to stop.
“You’re wasting your life, Sadie. If you need more money, I’ll talk to my mother.”
“It’s my life,” I said through the scratched glass. “I choose what to do with it.”
His eyes filled.
That was the moment I realized I loved him—not because he was innocent, but because he was finally trying to be truthful.
When the judge overturned the conviction connected to the larger theft, Jonah walked out wearing a loose gray suit.
Dean’s forged paperwork and missing records had finally come to light. Jonah still had restitution to repay for the money he admitted taking, but he was no longer the criminal everyone believed him to be.
I waited outside the courthouse expecting celebration.
Instead, Jonah looked frightened.
