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SOPHIE'S POV

"Eva, do you think this will be enough?" I asked, breaking the tense silence in the car.

She glanced over at me, her eyes reflecting the same mix of uncertainty and optimism. "It's strong evidence, Sophie. This witness and the security footage could be exactly what we need to cast doubt on the accusations."

I nodded, my fingers tapping nervously against my knee. "I just hope the lawyer sees it that way."

We arrived at the lawyer's office and rushed inside, breathless but determined. Tristin's lawyer, a sharp-witted woman named Ms. Collins, greeted us with a raised eyebrow as Eva handed over the folder. She wasted no time in reviewing the contents, her expression growing more serious with each page she turned.

"This changes things," Ms. Collins finally said, looking up at us with a hint of cautious optimism. "If we can verify this witness's account and authenticate the security footage, we might have a solid alibi for Tristin."

A wave of relief washed over me, tears threat