CLINT

Standing outside the courtroom, my heart was pounding, not just for myself but for Keira as well. Her hand clutched mine tightly, and I could feel the tension in her grip. She was taking deep breaths, trying to steady herself before we entered.

"Keira, you are doing great," I said, my voice soft and reassuring. "Just take it one step at a time. I am right here with you."

She nodded, her eyes still filled with apprehension. "I know, Clint. He tried to attack me the last time. What if ...