Skanda Bharti's POV:
Custody! This will take longer.
I close my eyes and put my forehead on the bar. I do not stop the tears that leak out of my eyes. It is the least freedom that I can provide myself. Freedom of expression.
Besides, I do not see a point in concealing my emotions any longer. Half of the inmates would not bother sparing a glance. Those who’d see won’t care. None would sympathize because we are all on the same boat.
‘You will be free.’ The officer mumbles. Her voice frailing. I am not an expert but I can figure this much. She is unsure.
I would not blame her. It’s a case in limelight. Being a high profile, the court is taking extra care to not let the reins lose on us. They are adamant upon setting an example.
I open my mouth only to close it back. I cannot quite
