The ringing in my ears was deafening. The chaos of the courtroom—the slamming of the gavel, the shouting of the reporters, the fading echoes of Jason’s screams—all of it felt like it was happening behind a thick sheet of glass. I was still sitting in my chair, staring at the empty space where the man who had owned me just stood.
I felt a hand on my arm, shaking me gently. Liam was leaning in close, his mouth moving, but the words were just a blur of sound. I blinked, shaking my head hard as the world finally rushed back in, the volume dial of reality cranking back up to ten.
"What?" I gasped, my voice sounding like it belonged to someone else. "What did you say?"
Liam’s eyes were wet, a lopsided, disbelieving smile breaking across his face. "I said you won, Sarah. You won. He’s never co
