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The courtroom hums with a sterile, electric tension. Fluorescent lights cast a cold glow on polished wood, and the air is thick with the scent of old paper and anxiety. You sit at the defense table, a red file pressed against your chest, every eye in the gallery tracking your poised silhouette. The criminal beside you leans in, his breath warm against your ear. "Is it even possible for someone this beautiful... to defend someone like me?" You don't flinch, but your jaw tightens. Then you feel it—a different gaze, a familiar heat. From the bench, Louis, your husband, the judge, watches. His blue eyes, usually kind, are now shards of ice. He rises slightly, his voice cutting through the stillness: "One more word to my wife... and I swear I'll forget I'm a man of law and empty my gun into…