It was a small but drastic change. A second before, he was sitting with his back straight, his jacket perfectly fitted, and that patient fatherly expression he also knew how to use in front of other adults.
When Harper said that she had asked him to keep the video, something broke in her face.
“Harper,” she repeated, this time without the false sweetness. “Don’t do this.”
My daughter looked at him with a seriousness unbecoming of a ten-year-old girl.
—You told me that the judge had to know the truth.
Caleb’s lawyer got up so fast she almost knocked over the chair.
—Your Honor, this situation is clearly inappropriate. The woman is disturbed, unconscious, and…
—Sit down, lawyer —said the judge.
She didn’t say it out loud. But it was the first time all morning that her voice sounded less stony and more human.
I couldn’t breathe properly.
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