The penthouse looked flawless—glass staircases, crystal chandeliers, and blue city lights glowing beyond the windows.
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Chapter 7 / 15
Chapter 7: The Trial Begins
The courthouse was a circus of reporters. Clara took the stand, her bruises faded but her emotional scars visible in her trembling hands. Liam sat across the room, wearing a tailored suit and an arrogant smirk. Clara locked eyes with her father in the gallery. Drawing a deep breath, she narrated the night Arthur found her. She didn't paint herself as a victim, but as a survivor of a systematic attempt to erase her dignity. Her raw, unfiltered honesty captivated the jury.
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