Chapter 7 - The Trial of Jessica Vance
Two months passed.
The summer sun had turned hot and golden, casting long shadows across the lush green lawn of the county courthouse. The air was thick with the hum of cicadas, but inside Courtroom 302, the atmosphere was as cold and sterile as an icebox.
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Today was the formal hearing for Jessica Vance’s criminal charges—disorderly conduct, trespass, attempted assault, and malicious harassment—as well as the final decree for my divorce from Michael.
Jessica sat at the defense table next to a court-appointed public defender. The high-end designer clothes she used to boast about were replaced by a plain, navy-blue linen pantsuit. Her hair, usually styled in tight, expensive curls, was silver at the roots and pulled back into a hasty
