The day of the trial has finally come. I have spent hours upon hours preparing my statement, going through every detail of what happened to me and revising all the information I have obtained during my 'stay' at the warehouse. Austin has still been by my side everyday since he saved me. We have become very comfortable around each other. We even sleep in the same room, but not in the same bed. I have gone home and settled down well by now. I don't seem to be having a hard time getting back in to the swing of life. It is almost like nothing has ever happened. Except for the part where I have to go to court.
The morning of the trial, Austin and I get ready at my house. Austin wears a grey suit with a black tie and black shoes. He looks delicious. I have to hold back from jumping on him. I'd
