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62Josh.The morning after Stella’s deposition, the house felt hushed, like the walls themselves knew she needed space to breathe. She’d barely stirred when I peeked into her room, still curled under the covers, exhaustion heavy on her shoulders. I wanted to wake her, to remind her she wasn’t alone, but I knew better. She’d given everything yesterday; what she needed now was rest.So I tiptoed back downstairs and made pancakes for the twins. Eli stumbled in first, hair sticking up in every direction, rubbing his eyes. “Smells good.”“Special breakfast,” I said, flipping one onto his plate. “Your mom worked really hard yesterday, so today we keep things easy. Deal?”Emma appeared a moment later, clutching her stuffed rabbit. She slid onto the bench and gave me a serious look. “We’re supposed to let Mommy sleep, right?”“That’s right,” I said, smiling at her. “She’ll feel better if she knows you two are okay.”They both nodded solemnly, as if I’d just handed them an important mission. A
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61Stella.The morning of the deposition started the same as any other day, but everything felt sharper. The sunlight through the curtains seemed too bright, the sound of the twins bickering over cereal too loud. My hands shook a little as I poured coffee, though I kept my voice steady when I reminded Eli not to tease his sister.“Are you okay, Mommy?” Emma asked suddenly, tilting her head.I smiled and kissed the top of her head. “Just a busy day, sweetheart. Nothing you need to worry about.”It wasn’t a lie, not exactly. But children always sensed more than we gave them credit for.Josh drove me to the courthouse. Anna came too, sitting in the back seat with a folder clutched on her lap. She was quiet, but her presence steadied me. Clarke had already gone ahead to prepare.My stomach knotted as the building came into view. The tall stone steps seemed to rise like a wall between me and everything I loved. I wanted to run back to the car, to the twins, to the life I had built. But I f
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60Josh.The summons sat on the kitchen table like a storm cloud, its weight bigger than the paper it was printed on. Stella had gone upstairs to check on the twins, leaving me and Anna with Clarke, another lawyer we’d pulled from the capital. Her glasses caught the light as she tapped a pen against the folder she’d built over the last week.“We need to assume they’ll try to rattle her,” Clarke said matter-of-factly. “They’ll twist her choices, her years in hiding, even the fundraiser. Anything that paints her as unstable or manipulative. Our job is to anchor her story. Consistent, steady, believable.”“She doesn’t have to make anything up,” I said quickly. “Everything she’s done has been about protecting the twins. That’s the truth. That’s enough.”Clarke gave me a look, patient but sharp. “The truth doesn’t always win, Josh. Presentation does. And we need every piece of evidence that supports her, no matter how small.”Anna leaned forward. “We have some.” She glanced at me. “The gua
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59Stella.The journal sat in my bedside drawer, tucked beneath folded sweaters, but I could feel its weight even through the wood. Every night since Mrs. Greene had handed it to me, I told myself I’d leave it there, that I didn’t need to reopen old wounds. And yet, I always found myself lifting it out, tracing my mother’s handwriting with my fingers as though her words were a lifeline.The entry about protecting the children at all costs burned brightest. She had written it like a vow, one I felt pressing against my ribs now, pushing me forward.Josh noticed my distraction easily—he always did. In the morning, while the twins ate breakfast and argued over whose turn it was to sit by the window, he caught my eye across the kitchen. He raised a brow, the silent question. Later, when the kids had gone to school, I finally opened my mouth.“I met someone after the hearing,” I said.Josh looked up from rinsing dishes. “Who?”“A woman named Mrs. Greene. She worked for Mom years ago. She ga
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58Alex.The file sat on my desk like it was waiting to be opened, daring me to look again. I’d already read through the photocopies of the accident report a dozen times since finding the envelope on my car, but the redactions still pulled at me like black holes. Names erased. Dates blurred. Notes crossed out so heavily the paper nearly tore. Someone hadn’t just hidden details—they’d buried them.I spread the papers out, one by one, covering the surface of the desk until they formed a crooked map of silence. I tried lining them up with the timeline my PI had built. That night six years ago, the official story said it had been reckless driving and bad weather. Nothing more. But now, with Paul’s testimony fresh in my mind, I saw what wasn’t written.Witnesses had been listed, then later crossed out. A police officer’s report ended abruptly in mid-sentence, as though a page was missing. And the banking details—the driver’s account had a sudden deposit three weeks before the crash, then a
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57Stella.I wasn’t sure what I expected when the older woman stopped me outside the courthouse, but it wasn’t the steady, clear eyes of someone who didn’t flinch in the face of my suspicion. She had introduced herself as Mrs. Greene and claimed she had once worked for my mother. Even as the words left her lips, I felt the air tighten around me. My mother’s name was a fragile place in my heart, one I rarely let anyone step into.We arranged to meet the following afternoon at a quiet tea shop on the edge of town. I spent the night restless, pacing the hall after the twins were asleep, glancing at the journal of paperwork scattered across the kitchen counter. Josh urged me to wait until we knew more about this woman, but something in her face lingered with me. There had been no hunger in her eyes, no sign she wanted something from me. Only some kind of urgency.By the time I walked into the little shop, my nerves were thrumming. Mrs. Greene was already there, seated at a corner table by
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