She had been on the run for a very long time. The courts were suggesting a trial lawyer, but what good would it do? They were going to find her guilty no matter what she told them. They always did in every scenario she’d gone through each time she’d try to change the past. They always found her guilty.
It would only be a matter of time before she was tried, then executed and back in the past again. She never knew why or how, but she figured someone wanted her to find a way to correct her mistake and the only way she could do that was by finding out the truth as to why she’d been standing before her dead boyfriend’s body, covered in his blood.