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       When I closed my eyes the night it happened , I knew that I had fucked up. I knew the police would be at my house at any second and there was nothing I could do about it.

The evidence.  There was months of it. From the daily meetings, to the text messages, then the the flirting. From the beginning I knew that all of it was red flags , but I still followed through.

If I could go back, I would.

I'd go back and remove myself. I'd leave him alone. Focus on my grades and listen to mama.

But now look at me.

Facing the death penalty for a crime I had no choice but to commit.

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