Bella
The heavy brass doors of the courthouse swung shut behind me with a final, echoing thud.
I stood at the top of the stone steps, drawing in a long, shuddering breath of air that tasted like relief. The sun was trying to peek through the gray clouds, and for the first time in five years, the light didn’t feel like it was exposing my failures. It felt like it was warming my skin.
I was free.
The judge’s gavel had come down ten minutes ago, finalizing the decree. It was over. The name ‘Diego’ was no longer a weight I had to carry; it was just a word in a legal document.
As I walked toward Miro’s waiting car, my mind drifted back to the testimony I’d given just an hour prior. I had stood in that witness box, my hands folded neatly on the railing, and I had finally let it all out. I h
