I didn't break a law, and I kept my abaya — it's a black cloak we wear in Saudi Arabia before we leave the house — and my fellow prisoners kept asking me to take it off, but I was so sure of my innocence, I kept saying, "No, I'm leaving today."
No havia violat la llei,  i no m'havia tret l'abaia (és una capa negra que portem  allí abans de sortir de casa) i els altres presos no paraven de dir que me la tragués, però estava tan segura  de ser innocent, que vaig continuar dient "No, marxo avui."