Tessa's footsteps echoed through the dimly lit corridors of the law firm, her heels clicking against the polished marble in a staccato rhythm. The weight of the world seemed to bear down upon her slender shoulders, the toll of sleepless nights and relentless pursuit etched into the lines of her face.
Yet, beneath the veneer of fatigue, a fire burned bright – a fierce determination to see justice prevail, to unravel the tangled web of deception that had ensnared her and her family.
She entered her mustang car and pulled into the main road, driving off to one destination in mind, Josh's house.
Within thirty minutes, she parked by the road and came down from the car. Wearing a tight body fitting black gown and red heels, she walked with her head and shoulders high as she was thought to walk by the modeling tutor her mother hired for her as a kid back when she was still going through her career choosing phase.
