Quiet confidence
I knew the truth was on my side. Each piece of evidence we provided was like constructing a fortress, our case impenetrable.
The judge’s call for an immediate review indicated a certain level of belief in my assertions. I glimpsed Jenny in the gallery, her reassuring nod offering silent support.
My resolve hardened. This was my moment, and I needed to stay focused. The truth, our strongest ally, would guide us through.