It was the longest night of my life—I didn’t sleep a wink, knowing what was waiting for me the second the sun came up. All night, I sat at the exact same spot, flipping through documents are documents, reading and memorising the case inside out until I remembered it like the back of my hand.
What was waiting for me at dawn was exciting and petrifying all at the same time. Exciting because I now had my attorney’s license in hand, returning unto the grounds of high court after a two year long hiatus definitely played a role.
Petrifying because I was about to face the powerful man I once defended on the other side of the court room, facing those people who either tormented me or held me in high regard and most importantly, the man I had left—who waited for me to come home but I never
