When the case was overturned, I felt like many people had begun favoring me.Those who had insulted me and my parents and indirectly driven them to their deaths were now the same ones speaking out in my defense and offering apologies. My colleagues, who had attacked me amidst the chaos, suddenly grew remorseful. As they talked about their time working with me in the past, they shed some tears of regret.One of them said, "Actually, I had wanted to say that Charlotte wasn't that sort of person at all. She even helped me with my reports back then."Another replied, "I wanted to say that too…"I only found it ironic.After leaving the prison that day, Ethan went to my old home alone.This place had been abandoned ever since my grandparents passed away. It was in ruins, and the grass at the entrance had grown even taller than Ethan.I was stunned as I gazed at the familiar yet strange scene. I felt something cold on my face.How odd. Could spirits shed tears too?I had only brou
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