Chapter 135

My attorney summoned Leonard Terry to the stand, and as the bailiff administered the oath, he took his place in the witness chair. I couldn't help but let my gaze drift over him. My baby brother had transformed so dramatically in what seemed like the blink of an eye. He towered at least three inches taller than I remembered, and his hair was styled in a manner that conveyed a newfound maturity.

The youthful roundness of his face had vanished, now replaced by the distinct contours of a strong, angular jaw. It was astonishing to realize that my baby brother was no longer a baby; my heart felt heavy as I recognized that even time hadn't stood still for me. I chuckled softly to myself, acknowledging that I, too, had undergone significant changes over this relatively short period.

As I sat there, a mix of anxiety and admiration swelled within me, watching Bea confidently gesture for the prosecuting attorney to scoot over before she took her seat. I propped up my fee