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CHAPTER 26 : The verdict

Auteur: Zurie
last update Date de publication: 2026-06-06 04:47:40

The days after the trial were strange.

Quiet. Too quiet. Like the silence after a storm, when the wind has stopped howling and the rain has stopped falling, but you're still waiting for the next clap of thunder.

Julian kept waiting for the other shoe to drop. Every phone call made him flinch. Every knock on the door made him freeze. Every unfamiliar car on our street made him peer through the curtains.

"Victor is in prison," I said one night. We were sitting on the porch, watching the stars. "H
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