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View MoreThe lawyer started to present the argument, and I sat back, intently watching him as he laid out the details of the case. Just as he began to make a compelling point, the victim’s lawyer interjected with a sharp objection. The judge, maintaining control of the proceedings, gave him permission to discuss his concerns. He quickly shifted the focus to the accident, and the victim’s lawyer requested that Christian be allowed to come and testify.As if on cue, Christian strutted up to the witness stand, a smug grin on his face that made my blood boil. He seemed to thrive on the drama of the courtroom, his swagger radiating an air of arrogance. I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on him, and it only fueled my frustration. Christian took his seat, adjusting his collar as if he were preparing for a performance rather than a testimony. Honestly, I don’t even know why he’s here, he is a total piece of crab and the way he acts is just so absurd, he really shouldn’t be here, I mean what
Parking my car in the lot, I climbed out with my lawyer after stopping by his office to discuss the case and get everything settled. The tension in the air was palpable as we walked toward the court, where a throng of journalists and onlookers had gathered, all eager to catch a glimpse of what was happening. I felt a wave of emotion wash over me, seeing so many people standing there, trying to gather information. I could already hear the sensational news stories they were going to craft after this. Journalists are bastards at lying; they do it so well that you won’t even know the truth until someone finally sets the record straight.As we approached the entrance, my gaze was drawn to a police van that pulled up along the road. My heart sank as I stopped walking, watching them pull Laura out of the van, handcuffed and moving as if she were some sort of serial killer. It felt surreal, and I couldn't shake the anger and sadness building inside me. Without thinking, I rushed over to her.
~ LAURA’S POVI jolted awake with a start when the beeping noise of the cells cut through the stillness, followed by the guard's commanding voice echoing, "Get up! Get up, everyone!" It reverberated through the cramped space, intensifying my groggy confusion.With a groan, I rubbed the back of my eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep as I stretched my stiff limbs. My back felt sore from the unforgiving mattress, and my eyelids felt heavy like lead. Mentally, I was exhausted and drained. Sleep had eluded me the entire night; the bed was so hard and uncomfortable that every time I shifted, it felt like my body was protesting as if I was lying on a hard rock. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this uncomfortable in my life, even with all the chaos that tends to happen in my life, I’ve really never felt this uncomfortable before, the bed was on another level, hurting every part of my body. As I finally pushed myself up from the bed, straightening my aching spine, the female guard who
I instantly jolted out of sleep, hyperventilating, my heart racing out of my rib cage and my mind pounding with thoughts. I scanned the room to make sure that I was home and that it had all just been a nightmare—it was.I sighed heavily as my heart began to settle back into a normal rhythm, the remnants of fear still clinging to me. The shadows in my room felt less threatening now, but the vividness of the dream lingered. I could still hear Laura's voice echoing in my mind, her desperation palpable. I took a moment to gather myself, wiping the sweat from my brow as I tried to shake off the lingering anxiety that felt like a heavy weight on my chest. The dream had been so vivid, each moment etched in my mind, and for a second, I truly believed I had lost Laura for good. The panic surged through me as I recalled the details—the sound of her screams, the tears she shed, the warmth of her presence slipping through my fingers like sand. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing her; she's eve
I couldn’t sleep last night; I was working dead-end trying to make sure I gathered enough resources to fight this case. I’ve been gulping on my coffee, making sure it gets me through the night without sleeping. I needed to make sure that everything about the case was intact, and thankfully, it was.After spending hours on it, I was able to gather some information and the possible resources I needed. I mailed it to my lawyer and took a short nap, trying to get an hour of sleep to keep myself sane.As I lay back, ready to sleep, my mind kept buzzing with thoughts that kept waking me up. The feeling of suffocation Laura must be feeling is eating me up, not to mention the fact that she’s in a completely different place than I am. I can’t shake off the worry; it’s like a weight on my chest. I kept thinking about what she might be going through and how I could help her. I know I need to stay focused and keep pushing forward, but the anxiety is overwhelming. I just hope that my efforts will
After my conversation with Mr and Mrs Wang, I felt a wave of exhaustion wash over me as I headed back home. The long hours of driving and the intense discussions had drained me, but I knew I had to keep pushing forward, especially with the court case looming tomorrow. I needed to gather some research and evidence to be fully prepared for the day ahead.Honestly, I have high hopes for what I’m about to do and I’m just hoping it’s going to work perfectly because if it does, Laura will be out, and as for Christian, there is nowhere I will just let him go free, I’ll have to get to the punishment he deserves for abusing Laura. And as for Ariana, she’s coming back to her real father— I can’t wait for this case to get over, I have so many things to get right and finally get my life back together. After what felt like an eternity on the road, I finally pulled into my driveway. As I stepped out of the car and made my way to the front door, I noticed Kelly walking out. He must have come over t
Mr. Wang called me back to his house, and as I entered, I was greeted by a heavy atmosphere. I took a seat in the living room, where both he and his wife sat, their expressions tight with anxiety. It was evident they had something important to discuss with me, likely related to the case. After a brief silence, Mr. Wang glanced at his wife before turning to me, saying, "I’m really sorry about everything, I never knew Laura was facing such serious problems in her life because of the accident and even though it’s bad, I can’t deny the fact that my son is no more and well, I can’t drop the case no matter what."A deep sigh escaped me, and I felt a sharp pang in my heart. If they couldn’t drop the case, it would lead to serious repercussions for Laura. I paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts before responding. Finally, I said, "I understand, but Laura isn’t a criminal; she doesn’t deserve to be in that situation."Mr. Wang shook his head, his expression resolute. "I don’t know about t
I stood there, watching them, my mind racing as I tried to figure out how to react. I had never imagined that my best friend would end up with my little sister. It felt like a betrayal that he could do this without even asking me for permission or at least telling me about it. Kelly and Tamara, together? My sister and my best friend. The thought of that echoed in my head like a broken record, leaving me at a loss for words. I was furious with them—angry that no one had bothered to tell me about this, infuriated that Tamara had lied to me, and most importantly, seething that Kelly never mentioned that Tamara was the new girl he had fallen for. It felt like a secret that should have never been kept from me.I knew Kelly had been happier since they started dating, and part of me wanted to be happy for him. But I couldn't shake the feeling that he should have come to me first, that we should have talked about it. The more I thought about it, the more my anger simmered beneath the surface
~ THEO’S POVI’m feeling really crazy trying to make things right with Laura’s case. It’s like everything is on the line right now, and I just want to make sure she’s out of jail. Tomorrow is my only chance to get her out, and I know if Christian comes with that evidence and testifies against her, it’s going to be hell-hard to get her out of prison. When I got a call from my lawyer, I felt this huge wave of relief wash over me. I know he was only calling to give me some information, but I'm really hoping it’s something good and not bad news. I just can’t deal with bad news right now.As I excused myself from Kelly, I answered my phone and waited for my lawyer to speak, but it was dead silent—like he wasn’t even on the line. I shifted a little, wondering if my network was screwing up again. After a moment, I could barely make out his voice, but it was still muffled and choppy. The connection was frustratingly unreliable, and I could feel my annoyance growing. It was clear that this wa
I glanced at my reflection in the mirror and smiled, admiring my dress. I tucked my hair behind my ear and leaned in for a closer look at the wedding dress I was wearing. It was stunning, fitting me perfectly as if it had been crafted just for me.I turned around and tried to catch a glimpse of the back and it’s just beautiful. I smiled and stepped back slightly away from the mirror and looked at myself, I wanted to see myself from different angles and see how beautiful the dress was.While I was lost in the beauty of my dress, I couldn’t help but groan as the familiar sounds of my mom and dad filled the air, a constant reminder of my not-so-perfect life. When I say my life is the worst, believe me… I have no friends, I live in a family that doesn’t like me, and I’m forced to follow their rules, which feels like an enormous weight on my shoulders and it only gets worse when my parents start acting irrationally, turning our home into a battleground.The only bright spot in my life is T...
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