Serena’s POV

“Let me go! I was framed,” Doris claims, managing to wriggle free from the police’s grip momentarily.

“Stay back, or we’ll have to restrain you further,” one of the officers warns her.

As we leave the rooftop, I see a crowd below. People are talking loudly, and some are even taking photos and videos of us. The camera flashes are everywhere, and I feel dizzy. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m pregnant or if the flashing lights are just too ...