The new office smelled of fresh paint and clean paper. Sunlight filtered through wide glass windows, spilling across sleek desks, white shelves, and the gold-lettered plaque on the door.
EMMA CARTER, DEFENSE ATTORNEY
Emma stood behind her new desk, a case file open in front of her, the hum of possibilities warming the space around her.
Sophia entered with two coffees, setting one on Emma's desk.
"Look at you," she said with a grin. "Running your own firm."
Emma smiled, a real one this time.
"It feels right," she replied. "A clean slate."
"Looks good on you," Sophia said. "Even the furniture screams power."
Ryan entered next, casual and confident, tossing a file onto her desk.
"Your first official client," he said. "Think you're ready?"
Emma arched a brow. "For a new case?"
"For a new life."
She opened the folder, her smile growing as she read.
"Oh yeah," she said. "Watch me."
Outside, the city moved on—loud, vibrant, and unapologetic.
But inside Emma Carter's new office, hope had returned.
Justice had been served.
And from the ashes of loss, something stronger had been born.
A new chapter. A new voice. A woman who fought back—and won.
The End