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buy a yacht and move to Miami.”

A collective murmur ripped through the gallery. The judge slammed his gavel.

I sat at the prosecution’s table, my hands folded perfectly still in my lap.

The words didn’t hurt. They had lost the power to wound me weeks ago. In that moment, the final mask was ripped off.

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