Gilbert, my court-appointed lawyer, picked apart every one of the opposition's flimsy excuses.
His arguments were razor-sharp, his evidence chain airtight, and he left zero room for them to wriggle out of their lies.
When it was my turn to testify, I drew in a slow, deep breath and walked steadily to the witness stand.
I spoke in a calm, even tone as I laid out the abuse I had suffered as a child, how Sebastian had learned every detail of that pain, and how he had promised to protect me that freezing winter night.
I told the court exactly how he had turned my trust and trauma against me. All for another woman, he had ripped open my most private, raw scars and laid them bare for the whole world to gawk at. He'd even gone so far as to make a deal with monsters, shoving me right back int
