He Laughed When I Showed Up Without a Lawyer… Then the Door Opened
The courthouse hallway smelled faintly of polished wood and tension, the kind that clings to the air before something unexpected happens. People hurried past me carrying files and whispering about their own cases, but I barely noticed them. I kept glancing at the courthouse entrance, wondering if I had made the right decision. Eduardo believed …
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