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Most likely, he’d be surprised and then gently advise her not to waste her time on something that was in the past. What she hadn’t expected was for him to smile. Even less did she expect him to look her in the eye and say, “I’ll help you.” This time, it was Yara who was caught off guard. “Mr. Lloyd, this has nothing to do with you.” “Do you remember the motto of Hudson University’s law program?” Of course, Yara remembered. “Fairness and justice are sacred and inviolable. I have a degree in law from Hudson too. How could something unfair and unjust not concern me?”

Leila felt beautiful and sexy and like a goddess all at the same time, but deep down, beneath the happiness she was feeling, she could not get Jordan out of her head. He was in her past and she thought she had forgotten him but now that she talked to him, it brought back plenty buried memories. Jordan was the love of her life back when she was still in Cali and she loved him with everything she had, they even decided to get married on her sixteenth birthday, she took her aunt to stand as her legal guardian because she was not yet a legal citizen. The first few months was really nice, she felt like she was in another world entirely but things started changing when she got pregnant and Jordan

She asked me, when I looked up at her face. "What did they say?" She asked me again, and waiting for my reply. "He said the sense of justice is bigger then the sense of faithfulness." I told her, when she got confused. "What does that means?" She asked me, "That means, that I should be righteous, and for being it, no body can blame me. That it's okay to be unfaithful to someone if I want to serve justice. But I don't know who he meant it for? Was it for me? Did he said that I should to justice to myself and follow what I want, forgetting the fact that I also need to be loyal to you and Rick and aunt Shelly, Or-" I said, as I kept my hand on my head. "Or should I do justice with you for all t

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“You… you’ll regret this.” Her laughter was soft but merciless. “No, Trent. This is justice.” Justice? Justice? I'm

he simply said, despite the fact that this was not the genuine reason. He saw that her sister dropped the book on her study table then eventually stared at him. His sister's face was devoid of emotion; she was simply staring at him, as if she was analyzing his facial expression to determine whether he was telling the truth or not. He did everything he could so that Denise would not catch him telling lies. His sister Denise is a future lawyer, therefore he must be extra cautious because he knows that it is easy for her to know and tell if he is lying or not.

So, I let my tears fall freely. I would make sure justice is served for my most beloved Grandpa. The next morning, I gathered the evidence and went to court. When I sat down, Stuart gave me a conflicted look. Madison even invited her lecturers and university classmates to her hearing. She said she wanted to clear her name and prove her innocence. Upon seeing the thick stack of evidence in front of me, she mocked, "Veronica, where did you come up with all this fake evidence? I'm telling you, made-up stories don't hold up in court. The judge won't help you just because he pities you."

He pulled his hat low and left. Days later, a body was found by a frozen lake. His face was purple and unrecognizable from the cold. I recognized the jacket. It was the gift I gave Frank for our first anniversary. Livio covered my eyes as the news played. "Don't watch. You'll have nightmares." He turned off the TV, pulling me close. I smiled, "You're right. I won't watch it anymore." The End

He knelt outside my stone cave every full moon, tears streaming down his young face. "Please! Avenge my mother! You saw the killer's face! Why won't you speak?" His sobs echoed off the cave walls. Each cry felt like a knife twisting in my chest. This seven-year-old child had lost everything. His mother was gone. His childhood was destroyed. And I was the only one who could give him justice. I stood behind the stone door, listening to his heartbreaking wails. My hands trembled against the cold rock. Every instinct screamed at me to comfort him, to hold him, to give him the answers he needed.

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