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"By evening, her name was in the news. Strangers were commenting on her life. Calling her greedy. Calling her stupid. Calling her criminal. Ada saw none of it. She was in a holding cell, staring at a cement wall, making herself a promise. She would fight this. She would not let a man who had never …

"By evening, her name was in the news. Strangers were commenting on her life. Calling her greedy. Calling her stupid. Calling her criminal. Ada saw none of it. She was in a holding cell, staring at a cement wall, making herself a promise. She would fight this. She would not let a man who had never truly seen her — define who she was.