Chapter 13 - The Trial
Trevor finally appeared in court months later.
He looked smaller.
Not physically.
Narratively.
The man who once controlled every room had become a defendant sitting quietly beside counsel.
Evidence told the story better than anger ever could.
Messages.
Financial records.
Forged signatures.
Martin's testimony.
The Vegas officiant's records.
Trevor's own notebook.
Hailey testified too.
When she walked past me afterward, her hands were trembling.
"You okay?"
"No."
She breathed.
"But I told the truth."
That mattered more.
Trevor looked at me once.
I felt nothing.
That surprised me most.
Hatred had disappeared.
So had love.
May you like
He had become evidence from an old life.
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