When the verdict was finally delivered, Max stood beside Erica, her hand in his. The words “guilty” echoed through the room, a balm to their wounds. Justice, long overdue, had finally been served.

As they left the courthouse, Max felt the tension in his chest begin to ease. This battle was won, but the war against such injustices raged on. He knew he would continue to fight, not just for Erica, but for all those who couldn’t fight for themselves. Only then could he truly set things right.