The city outside Calvin's office was drenched in gold.Evening sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long reflections across the glass table where Marrin sat alone.The building was quiet—too quiet for a headquarters that had just witnessed the storm of a public trial.
She had told everyone to leave early.Even Liam. Even the assistants who still lingered to celebrate her victory.
Now it was just her and the faint hum of the city far below.
On the table before her lay the court documents, neatly stacked and untouched.Her fingers rested on the edges, tracing the embossed seal as though the texture could confirm that this reality was truly hers.
The word "acquitted" still felt unreal.It wasn't just a legal term—it was the first time she had been absolved not by a sy
