The morning sunlight was a little harsh as it fell on Steven's profile.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to suppress the fatigue and the faint, gnawing unease left over from that chaotic night.
At nine in the morning, the pre-trial conference began on schedule.
His client was a middle-aged entrepreneur, completely overwhelmed and frazzled by a high-stakes contract dispute.
Steven sat at the counsel table, a thick case file spread out before him. He held a pen in his hand, his gaze fixed on the pages, yet he could not take in a single word.
The client's voice drifted in and out, as if muffled by a thick sheet of glass, reduced to nothing more than a faint, indistinct hum.
He felt like an outsider, his soul seemingly pulled free from his body, hanging suspended in mid-air, col
