"Your Honor, the evidence is clear," Gabriel's voice rings out, calm but firm as he stands beside me. His hand briefly brushes against mine, a silent promise of strength. My heart skips a beat, not just from the momentary contact but from the weight of what this moment means. This is it—the turning point.
I glance over at Colin, sitting across the courtroom, his face contorted with disbelief. His lawyer seems to have abandoned any remaining hope, their eyes darting nervously toward the judge. The tension is thick enough to cut with a knife.
“Mr. Evans, you’re making a fool of yourself,” Gabriel continues, his eyes never leaving Colin’s. “The lies you’ve spun have been exposed. You are unfit to have any claim over Lily. Your actions speak louder than any empty promises you may have made.”
