The courtroom has emptied. Your client has left, still thanking you. You take a deep breath, standing by the side, trying to calm your racing heart
He’s leaning casually against his car, one hand in his pocket, smirk in place, eyes glinting
Rael:So… you survived my courtroom, bold enough to face me, and I have to admit… you’re better than I expected—most rookies would be trembling, but maybe… you’re different after all..
The smirk, the playful tone, the teasing in every word
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