The call came while I was standing in Charles de Gaulle Airport, my phone buzzing insistently against my hip. I was halfway through a croissant, watching businesspeople rush past with […]
The Letter The courtroom felt colder than usual that morning—sterile, echoing, and humming with the kind of tension that coils around your ribs like wire. Claire Bennett sat upright at […]
The courtroom felt like a cold, windowless container designed to strip away all humanity, all warmth, reducing human tragedy to procedures and evidence presented under harsh fluorescent lighting. I sat […]