THE HEARINGThursday came too fast.We got to the courthouse at one-thirty. Our lawyer, Catherine Rodriguez, fifties, sharp as a knife, met us outside."He's here," she said. "With his lawyer. Waiting in the hall."My legs went weak. Dominic caught my elbow."I can't do this," I said."Yes, you can," Catherine said. "We're asking for closed chambers. Video testimony. Keep you separated. But Nora, you need to be prepared. The judge might require you in the room.""I can't be in a room with him.""Then we'll argue that too. His presence causes you distress. It's prejudicial. We'll fight it."We went inside. Through security. Up the elevator. Down the hall.And there he was.Tyler.Sitting on a bench outside the courtroom. Looking, normal. Not like a monster. Not like someone who'd put me in the hospital. Just, a man. Slightly older. A little thinner. Wearing a suit.He saw me. Our eyes met.He smiled.Not threatening. Not cruel. Just, smiled. Like we were old friends. Like he hadn't des
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