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The chat went quiet, but a juror couldn’t keep their disgust to themselves.
“Christ, your family’s like a bunch of leeches!”
“Trying to pawn off a college kid to some dimwit, that’s just sick!”
My mom, embarrassed, tried to retaliate, opening and closing her mouth, but she was at a loss for words.
My sister’s complexion turned pale; she whispered hurriedly to my mom, who then managed to calm down.
With no objections from the plaintiffs, the judge banged the gavel again.
The trial resumed with the third charge.
[Deliberate harm–stabbing her sister in the eye, causing permanent blindness, and evading legal consequences by claiming self–defense.]
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The chat exploded in shock.
[That’s a bit much, isn’t it?]
[Their treatment is horrible, sure, but blinding someone? That’s a whole other level of wrong.]
I felt my face drain of color, my heart. pounding in my chest.
I couldn’t clear my name from this accusation.
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