Elara’s POV
The courtroom felt like a battlefield. For three long hours, everything went against Damien. Kael’s lawyers were smart and vicious. They showed videos of the warehouse, photos of Kael’s injuries, and bank records proving Damien had frozen every account without proper court orders. The judge kept shaking his head.
“Mr. Rivera, the evidence shows clear abuse of power and excessive force,” the judge said seriously. “You shot your own son. You cut him off completely from his legal assets. This does not look good.”
Damien sat beside me, his hand tightly holding mine under the table. His jaw was clenched so hard I thought it might break. I could feel the anger rolling off him in waves.
My heart was beating fast. I had brought something dangerous with me — the adoption folder I ha
