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ElonaThe moment I stepped through the glass doors of VFS, the smell of hairspray, coffee, perfume, and fabric hit me. There was something almost comforting about it. The building was always alive in a way that made it difficult to think about anything outside of it, but also difficult to move past the fact that these girls know my life and Tristan…everything around it by now. People moved quickly from one room to another, garment bags hung from racks, assistants carried clipboards, models crossed the polished floor in heels, and somewhere in the background, a hair dryer roared continuously. Usually, I loved it, but today, I needed it. I needed the noise, something ordinary. I needed to pretend for a few hours that my life wasn’t sitting inside a courtroom.“Elona!” I turned around. One of the assistants waved me over.“Morning.”“Morning. You are needed upstairs for measurements.”“Already?” I asked in surprise.She laughed. “Apparently, you’re getting taller.”I smiled faintly. “I’d

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Piano Time

TristanI changed out of the clothes I had worn to court as soon as I walked into my bedroom. The suit felt like it belonged to someone else now, someone who had spent the morning sitting beneath a judge’s eyes while strangers dissected pieces of my life.I pulled on a pair of dark jeans and a charcoal sweater, shoved my hands through my hair, and stood in front of the bedroom mirror for a moment. I looked tired. My face had the same hard lines it always carried, but there was something behind my eyes that hadn’t been there before. I looked like a man who had been forced to understand that money couldn’t solve everything, influence couldn’t fix everything. Sometimes you could have everything in the world and still be completely powerless. My thoughts went immediately to Elona.Tomorrow Grace would take the stand. And I was going to be there supporting Elona at her appointment too. I didn’t know what scared me more. What Grace might say. Or whatever the doctor would say at the checkup.

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Grace Takes The Stand

TristanThe courtroom felt smaller than it had before. Perhaps it was because I knew what was coming this time. Before, I sat through the preliminary hearing, listening to my name being attached to accusations that made my stomach turn. Today, I would have to sit there and listen to Grace tell her version of everything, under oath, with Alex Mendez standing beside her, ready to turn every word into another weapon. And I had absolutely no idea what she was going to say.I sat beside Reggie, my hands clasped together on the polished wooden table. My dark suit felt too tight around my shoulders, although I knew perfectly well it wasn’t. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes the previous night, I imagined Grace sitting on the witness stand, crying, pointing fingers, and describing me as someone I barely recognized. A predator. An abuser. A man who couldn’t accept rejection. The thought made my jaw tighten.“Relax,” Reggie murmured beside me.I turned my head slowly. “You keep saying

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Grace Takes The Stand