VICTORIA'S POV
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I need to be calm, but it's so f*****g hard when a judge is looking me over. I remain still, the only movement is my chest as it rises and falls with my breathing and my toes curling in my heels. The judges gaze flicks to Jax the next second, and they linger just as long on him. The judge's gaze dips to the papers before him and he reads. I glance towards Sheila, heart now pounding. Why isn't he saying anything? Sheila gives me a calming look and it soothes the worry pulsing through my blood. This is her den, this is where she dominates. I should trust her. I do trust her. I just have to hand over my worry, and that's what I do when the Judge lifts his head.
"Counsel," He addresses the attorneys and I hold my breath as they both rise and it's an effort to not glance ov
