Quiet Courtroom
Lisa sat nervously in the courtroom, the weight of the adoption hearing pressing down on her. The room was quiet, the kind of silence that made her hyperaware of every creak of her chair. The judge, an older woman with sharp eyes and a no-nonsense demeanor, shuffled through papers as lawyers adjusted their notes. Everything felt routine and almost too formal – until Lisa’s wandering eyes caught something unusual near the back of the room.
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