Press Lurking Outside
Outside the courthouse, reporters swarmed like predators, cameras and microphones trained on every movement, hungry for drama. I tried to shut it all out, keeping my eyes on the real goal. “No comment,” I repeated, catching Robbie’s glance as we pushed past the chaos. Their intrusion felt invasive, but I reminded myself it was just part of the spectacle surrounding this high-stakes battle.
Press Lurking Outside
Richard’s Encouragement
During a brief break, I exchanged a few words with Richard. “Hang in there, Tom,” he said, his expression a blend of concern and regret. He couldn’t undo the past, yet having someone still in my corner mattered more than I could express. “Thanks, Richard,” I replied, grateful for the small gesture of support. In the midst of this turmoil, it was a flicker of light cutting through the surrounding shadows.
Richard’s Encouragement
