"Twenty-five years ago, my father had an affair."My voice rang out clearly in the silence.My mother’s body jerked violently. Her fingers clenched tightly around the armrest of her seat, her knuckles turning white. I noticed her nails had already dug into the flesh of her palm, yet she seemed unable to feel the pain."My mother insisted on a divorce."I turned to the jury, my gaze sweeping across each face. Some were doubtful, some curious."At the time, I had a twin brother. The court awarded him to my father."Ellie suddenly let out a sharp, mocking laugh, her voice slicing through the courtroom’s solemnity. "If you’re going to make up stories, at least make them believable. Do you think you’re writing a novel?"I ignored her ridicule and signaled to Mr. Keller.The projector lit up. A yellowed photograph appeared on the screen.A frail little boy stood at the entrance of an orphanage, dressed in oversized, worn-out clothes. His eyes were hollow, lifeless, like a puppet’s.
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