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
