روايات وقصص ضمن Presumed Innocent

“While he is playing the kind man and he is putting his ‘mask’ on; I currently see him for the man that he is, and I don’t think that I am foolish enough to be siding with a person like him. Nevertheless, if you truly believe that you didn’t pull that trigger, then someone else must have. Maybe that person only tried framing you.” “That possibility was one that I deleted from my head a long time ago. Had it been the case, we would have been able to find out who did it. But until now…” “The situation was closed, and you know that very well.” She said, stopping me. My chest ached, and I sucked in a harsh breath. “I believe that you are innocent if you truly believe it yourself. But if you are

Question 1: Subordinate and Unlawful Etiquette. Accused A had been convicted in a hideous crime that he didn’t do. Moreover, B has the power to twist the decision. One night, someone died, and CCTV footage recorded the accidental death of someone related to B’s boss. Now, B was captured in his physique and clear notion about the death of the person. However, the police arrested accused A, which resembled his body, and without any interrogation, they sent him to jail. The person who must be in the penitentiary was B, but A was sent to the court and judged by society; however, without any factual evidence to back up the claims during the first trial. In a twist of fate, B stood as the defence

He could only poke at his memory, trying to remember if Collette ever wanted to tell him she was pregnant or that Elliot was crazier than they thought. When he heard the light footsteps of others, memories and guilt disappeared. His body became alert; he pulled his gun out of his pants. He was there. Even though he said he would use the young men as decoys, Donnell wanted them to reach their destination. Even before Donnell knew that the boy who looked like him was perhaps his son, he tried to help them. Sixteen-year-old boys did not deserve to wander the streets in fear of being killed at any moment. The Gold Star was a place of second chances; Donnell Dunn wasn't ready for a second chance.

I try not to breathe. “Mr. Smith, as we’ve named him, was found guilty of a horrendous crime.” Aiden clicks, and a photo of a man flashes on the screen. “He refused to give his name, his birth date—any information. We had no identity. No nationality. We knew nothing of the man who murdered our president.” My breath catches. I had heard whispers of this case. Us girls are completely cut off from the outside world, but even news as big as that reached our ears.

For years, I’d looked up to that man feared him, yes, but also believed that deep down, he had a reason for everything he did. Now I saw the truth. He wasn’t protecting me. He was using me just like he’d used everyone else. And now, he’d let an unstable man take an innocent girl. I couldn’t let that stand. I shoved the files into my backpack and slung it over my shoulder. If I could get them to Mark and Nico, maybe we’d have proof maybe we could find her faster. That was when I heard footsteps. Heavy. Slow. Familiar. My blood ran cold.

Noah’s eyes lingered on me, not with pity, but with an empathy that made it easier to keep talking. He leaned forward slightly. “And what do you think about his case? If you don’t mind me asking.” I let out a shaky breath, my gaze lifting to the trees in front of us. “If I’m being honest? I believe he’s innocent. And I’m not just saying that because I love him.” Saying those words out loud made my heart twist. It was the unfiltered truth . “I know him. He’s a good man. He has literally spent most of his life building that company, pouring his entire soul into it. He wouldn’t do something careless to throw all of that away. Someone’s framing him, I’m sure of it. We just… we can’t figure out w

Under relentless pressure from both families, I confessed to a crime I didn't commit. Then I died. I used my death to atone for my "sins". My soul wandered around in a foreign country. If my body hadn't been repatriated, I would have found it hard to return to my homeland. I told myself this was for the best. If I died, the truth would stay buried. Samantha would never know. She'd never have to suffer. But no matter how much I lied to myself, the pain wouldn't stop. After the incident, Samantha developed a peculiar mental illness.

Ngunit kung gaano sya kalamig at karahas magsalita, ay ganun din ang mama nya. “Presumption of innocence, an accused must be presumed innocent until his guilt is established by proof beyond reasonable doubt. And so, professor Gonzales is not guilty of crime. Do you understand?” “I do. But what I do not understand is you, prosecuting an innocent instead of the true criminal. What? Are you still guilty about what happened to ate Felicia? That’s why you’re still protecting that man!”

“Tama ang sinabi mo. Hindi ka pa patay, pero matagal nang hindi humihinga ang mga magulang ko! Kanina mo pa pinipilit na hindi mo nilagay sa peligro ang buhay nila, pero 20 na taon na ang nakararaan simula nang pumanaw sila. Kaswal mo lang na sinasabi na wala itong kinalaman sa’yo. Sa tingin mo ba papaniwalaan kita?” Kinakabahang tumugon si Sheldon, “Pwede mong piliin na hindi ako paniwalaan, pero dapat mong malaman na may presumption of innocence sa batas natin! Kung may ebidensya ka para mapatunayang may kinalaman sa akin ang pagkamatay ng mga magulang mo, hindi ako magrereklamo kahit patayin mo pa ako. Pero kung wala kang ebidensya, ibig sabihin wala talaga akong kinalaman sa pagkamatay n

“I am damned because of your clouded hints. Bakit parang ako na hindi si Aiah–” “I am talking that way because I don’t want you to feel the pain. I am telling the story in third person, Aiah.” Padarag na nilapag ni Raius sa hapag ang kaniyang mga kamay. “You don’t deserve the pain. Wala kang kasalanan. If there’s anyone who deserve to be haunted by her conscience, hindi ikaw iyon. Biktima ka rin ditto! And it is unquestionable, conclusive, and everyone who knows you will agree with me!”