I never thought I would be sitting in a waiting room in a jail...I tried to help Henley out. I went to Ora and explained everything and she agreed to help her out. But in the mean time Henley sits behind bars for the death of her baby.

My parents were so against me coming to see her but they don't understand she is more than just a friend; I'm in love with her. I never thought I would love someone the way I love her but there is something about her.

I watch the door open and then I see her walk in. I jump up from the table and wave at her and she hurriedly walks over and we wrap our arms around each other. When she pulls away from me I kiss her right on the lips. I don't care who sees us. "How are you holding up?"

"Alright...I guess...not that I look good in orange but what can I say." She gives me a half smile.

"I miss you Henley...God I hope they let you out of here soon."

"Char...look...I love you girl. I really do. You have tried to help me out so much and I thank you for getting Ora to help me out...but I will be here for a while...a long while."

"Don't say that. It was an accident Henley...the jury will see that it was all an accident. You didn't mean to hurt Morgan...you..."

"Stop...Char...just stop. Either way it goes I will be serving time over it. And you need to move on. You need to find someone to love you and take care of you because I will be here for a long time."

I feel the tear forming. "Don't you say that...I will wait for you. Henley...I..."

But she interrupts me again. "Charlotte...stop, don't say it."

"But its true...I love you."

"You love the idea of loving me...you were never into girls the way I am. Look if you really love me you will find someone else alright."

I feel my eyes start to water up even more and I try to blink them away before they trail down my cheek. "You don't mean that."

I watch as she drags her hands through her hair and look down at the floor for a few minutes. She looks back up and then around the room as if looking to see who is watching. Hell maybe she has already found someone else up in here to hook up with. "Char...please...do this for me alright...stop worrying about me, about us..."

"Ok...fine...if that is what you really want." I stand up to leave. "Can I at least have a hug bye?" I hold out my arms waiting for her.

She stands up and hugs me again. "I'm sorry Char...I never meant for any of this to happen."

"I know...take care. Love you."

"I love you too."I walk away from her. When I get to the locked door, I wait for the officer to unlock it and let me through. I know she wants me to give up but I won't...I can't.

Two weeks later I am sitting in the court room. She is up front sitting beside Ora. They let her get all dressed up and she looks so freaking beautiful, at least she didn't have to wear that God awful...orange. I try to get her attention but she never looks up the whole time. They go over the case with a fine tooth pick comb.

Her parents both make statements, along with her doctor. Postpartum depression can be really serious. They go in great depth and in the end they find her guilty...In hearing the news I gasp. The jury found her guilty of shaking the baby to death. The judge rules and makes a big statement about mothers that have postpartum depression and that she should have seek for help.

"I have looked over all the evidence several times. There has been so much research in this area especially with new moms. I get that it can be very difficult and we all process things differently. I feel like life in prison is not called for but one should be punished for the harm of their child. I am ordering at least a ten year sentence with psychiatric therapy for the duration of the sentence. If during the sentence if good behavior and approval from everyone you may seek to get out in half the time. I am not taking this issue lightly...as mothers and fathers it is our responsibility to shelter our children and take care of them. I hope you are able to forgive yourself for what you had done. Dismiss."

There are so many cameras going off and news reporters yapping trying to get her to make a statement. I push through the crowd to get to her. "Henley....Henley...I'm here."

She looks up at me and it's like she is not even there. She doesn't say a word to me as they carry her out with her hands cuffed behind her back. I know this will be the last time that I ever see her.

I run outside and of course there are only more reporters and they know that I am friends with her so they come up to me as well. Thankfully Ora steps up next to me and grabs my arm and helps push me through the crowd. When we get to her car she opens the door and helps me get in and then she walks around to get in the driver's seat. "Sorry about that...they can be vultures you know."

I start crying as she takes off.

"I tried...Charlotte...I really tried."

"I know. Thank you for trying to get her out. She won't make it in there you know?"

"She will...she will adapt. You can still see her."

I sob out loud again. "No...she doesn't want to ever see me again. She told me to move on with my life. The things is...I love her."

"So just be there for her. She is going to need all the friends she can get."