Presenting Her Case
The courtroom was colder and more terrifying than I had expected. When it was our turn, Ms. Hughes was on fire, detailing every betrayal and lie Alex had told. I sat there, attempting to keep a straight face, but inside I was a wreck. This was my chance to tell the world (or at least the judge) my version of the story.
Presenting Her Case
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Alex’s Defense
Then it was Alex’ turn. He appeared uneasy, fiddling with his tie. His lawyer attempted to portray him as the victim, twisting our tale until I could barely recognize it. “I just wanted happiness,” Alex said, avoiding my look. Happiness? Really? As if his happiness was worth ruining mine. I clinched my fists, waiting for my lawyer to pick apart his story before I did.
Alex’s Defense
