Gemotions

The courtroom felt cold, the atmosphere charged with tension. The attorney's words, sharp and precise, cut through the air like knives. Olivia's stomach twisted. The evidence, the accusations… it was all a conspiracy.

She sat rigid, her gaze fixed on the accuser, a woman she'd once admired. The betrayal, the manipulation, left her feeling utterly hollowed out. She felt a burning sensation in her chest, a longing for retribution.

Olivia’s hands were clammy. She clenched her fists until her nails bit into her palms. She would not lose. She would fight, even if it meant tearing down everything in her path. This was war.