Leslie and her crew were cornered this time was doomed this time.
When Reese got home after work, she went straight to sorting through the files she’d need for court the next day. She couldn’t tell if it was just nerves about the trial or something else, but lying there in bed, sleep refused to come. Every time she shut her eyes, all she could think about was how Sebastian would react tomorrow and what she was supposed to say back.
It was nearly midnight when she finally switched on her bedside lamp and grabbed her medication. Usually, it worked in minutes, but tonight, nothing. If anything, she felt even more restless.
Then her phone lit up. A message from Matthew.
[Tracking’s on schedule. Everything’s fine. Don’t worry.]
[Get some rest, goodnight.]
He added a little bunny-in-bed emoji at the end.
Reese stared at his message, a small smile tugging at her lips. The anxious knot in her chest loosened just a little. She turned off the light and closed her eyes.
Really, what was there left to worry about?
She’d done everything she could.
Tomorrow, she’d finally break free from Sebastian.
Downstairs, Matthew watched the light go out in Reese’s bedroom. He slipped his phone away, smiled to himself, and headed home.
—
Morning sunlight slipped in through the curtains, warming Reese’s face as she woke up feeling more refreshed than she had in weeks.
After a quick shower, she put on her favorite cream skirt suit. When she looked in the mirror, her eyes were steady. No more second-guessing.
She grabbed her folder and made it to the courthouse a full thirty minutes early, meeting George right outside.

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