The courtroom doors creaked open, and a heavy silence settled over the room.Zara sat upright, her back straight, her chin slightly lifted. On the outside, she looked composed calm, almost indifferent. But inside, she was burning. Fury coiled in her chest like a live wire, and beneath it lay something colder… fear.She hated him.Hated the very sight of him.The man who had once tried to destroy her. The man who had almost taken her life and her baby’s.And now he sat across from her, dressed in a polished suit, wearing the audacity of innocence on his face.What right did he have?What right did he have to demand custody of her daughter when he had never paid a single school fee? When he had proven, over and over again, that responsibility was a stranger to him?Her fingers curled tightly in her lap.Victor, seated beside her, noticed the subtle rise and fall of her breathing. He leaned closer, lowering his voice.“Don’t worry,” he murmured gently. “Just keep calm. We’re ready for t
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