SOPHIA Victor's mother tugged at his arm, whispering something urgently, but he shrugged her off like she was nothing more than a nuisance The sharp sound of the gavel echoed in the courtroom, silencing the tension that crackled in the air. The judge’s cold, firm voice followed almost immediately, warning Victor to sit down and keep quiet or risk being held in contempt of court. For a long, thick second, Victor stood there, his body rigid with anger, his jaw clenched tight as though it pained him to obey. Then, slowly, he sank back into his seat, his burning gaze still pinned on me, as if he was daring me to say another word. My lawyer, Leonard Park, turned toward me once again, his voice measured as he asked, “Miss Quinn, do you have anything further you’d like to say to the court?” I shook my head gently and spoke clearly, my voice carrying through the room. “No. That is all.” I had already said everything there was to say. Leonard nodded slowly, then gestured toward
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