I spent the entire day at the courthouse, flipping through legal texts and consulting with colleagues. As a lawyer, I knew that the key to winning any battle was preparation, and I was determined to fight this injustice with everything I had. The image of my mother’s bewildered face as her home was torn down haunted my every thought. How could they do this to her?
By the afternoon, I had filed an emergency injunction to halt any further construction, but the damage had already been done. The beautiful home that held so many memories was reduced to rubble, and all that was left was an expanse of dirt and debris. I returned to my mother’s side to reassure her that we would fight back. I promised her that justice would be served, and she nodded, tears glistening in her eyes, trusting me completely.
