The day of the trial had arrived, and I felt a peculiar mix of anticipation and dread as I approached the imposing courthouse. My steps echoed on the cold, marble floors as I made my way inside. I spent the entirety of the car ride here reviewing reciting my points, attempting to sound as confident as possible.
I spotted Timothy standing near the entrance, a worried look etched into his features. I approached with a tight smile and waved to get his attention.
"Evie," Timothy said as he caught sight of me, his expression looking more relaxed. "Good morning."
"Morning!" I replied, trying to sound pleasant despite my nerves. "We've got a tough battle ahead of us. I have our notes here if you’d like to look over them before we start?"
Timothy managed a weak smile, and I could see gratitude
