POV: Ash
The jail cell door slammed shut behind us with a metal clang that made my heart sink.
"This is wrong," I said to the enforcer who locked us up. "We didn't do anything."
"Tell it to the judge," he replied coldly before walking away.
I looked around our small prison. Three narrow beds, one tiny window, and bars that felt like they were closing in on us. Ember sat on the middle bed, holding her head in her hands. Cade paced back and forth like a caged animal.
"Our wedding is tomorrow," Ember whispered. "And we're stuck in here."
"We'll get out," I promised, though I had no idea how.
"Will we?" She looked up with tears in her green eyes. "Maybe this is a sign. Maybe we're not supposed to be together."
"Don't say that." I sat beside her and took her hand. "Morrison and Rodriguez planned this whole thing. They wanted us to give up."
"Well, it's working," she said bitterly.
