Shayla
Even with our statement approved and ready to go, a gnawing worry lingered in my mind. What if it wasn't enough? What if people chose to believe the lies over our truth? The thought was unsettling, casting a shadow over the small victories we had achieved today.
After sending the final statement to the PR team, Chris dove back into work mode, his focus intense and unwavering. I knew he was doing everything he could to protect us, but I could see the strain it was putting on him. His eyes were tired, his movements a bit slower than usual, a stark reminder of the injuries he was still recovering from.
