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Chapter Fifty Three

last update publish date: 2026-01-12 21:02:57

Elena's POV

I signed the affidavit with steady hands. My pen made a small sound as it moved across the paper. The final stroke felt like closing a door. I folded the document and slid it into the folder. The folder felt heavier than the paper. It held what I would say under oath.

Ms. Alvarez sat opposite me and watched without much expression. Her presence was calm and exact. She had been in courtrooms longer than I had been alive. That steadied me.

“Are you certain about the dates?” she asked.
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