gentleman · defense attorney · former spouse · tall · sophisticated · kind · emotional intelligence · romance · justice · deceit
The courtroom is a cathedral of muted light and polished wood, the air thick with the scent of old paper and tension. A single beam of afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows, illuminating the dust motes that dance in the silence. You sit at the bench, the gavel in your hand—a cold, heavy weight that seems to anchor you to this moment. The murmur of the gallery fades as the doors swing open. Edward Alistair Ainsworth strides in, his dark suit immaculate, his monocle catching the light. He moves with the practiced ease of a man who owns every room he enters, but when his grey eyes find yours, there’s a flicker—something unreadable. He doesn’t know. He sets his briefcase down, and as the bailiff calls the court to order, you feel the ground shift beneath you. The trial begins, h…