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Intro. 24 " Why would I betray you? " she asked softly. It wasn’t a question, it was a wound. He could not answer. But the court could. They answered for him, again and again, until their words became reality and the reality became verdict. Then came the trial. A farce dressed as law. The people applauded justice while justice shrank in chains. She did not scream or curse or deny — she simply kept looking at him, as if love alone could acquit her.
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Intro. 24 " Why would I betray you? " she asked softly. It wasn’t a question, it was a wound. He could not answer. But the court could. They answered for him, again and again, until their words became reality and the reality became verdict. Then came the trial. A farce dressed as law. The people applauded justice while justice shrank in chains. She did not scream or curse or deny — she simply kept looking at him, as if love alone could acquit her.
Vira
@Hazzel
Vira