When Justice Meets Love
“You’re saying someone else sent it? I say you bought it yourself! Prove it wasn’t you!”
“And why should I prove anything?”
Yara tilted her chin slightly, her gaze steady.
“Under the principle of presumption of innocence, if you think I’m guilty, it’s your job to prove it, not mine to prove my innocence.
“Elena Cullen, you’re a lawyer, aren’t you? Don’t you even understand this basic principle?”
Standing in the morning light, her figure seemed to glow with an almost sacred aura, exuding a quiet yet commanding dignity.
Westley watched her, and for a fleeting moment, it felt as if he were seeing the Yara of the past—the undefeated lawyer.