Rewriting My Heart's Fate

I felt a collective power of justice converging for the first time at the law firm.

The lawyers were professional and meticulous, carefully reviewing each piece of evidence and formulating a detailed action plan.

"He's currently incarcerated. With the additional evidence we have in hand, he could be sentenced to life imprisonment. But if we could find proof of murder, he could face the death penalty," one senior attorney said, adjusting his glasses and analyzing the situation with

sharp focus.

Each of his words struck my heart like a hammer, filling me with both excitement and urgency.

"Evidence of murder..." I murmured, replaying memories of my mother's life in my mind, trying to catch any possible clues that might have been overlooked.

Suddenly, a vague memory flickered through my mind.

It was a late night when I vaguely heard my mother arguing with someone in her room, followed by a dull thud of something heavy hitting the ground.

But after that night, she never mentioned it again, though her eyes held a sadness that was difficult to articulate.

"Yes, evidence of murder is crucial."

at the team of lawyers

for evidence that could prove his murder. I won't overlook

expressing their understanding

detail, including conducting a covert investigation, ensuring witness

setting by the time

a mix of anticipation and anxiety while I was

I got a response from the lawyers. They decided to proceed with the lawsuit first, with the

three months to work with plenty

legal

my final visit. I wanted Jack to confess the truth

with my arrival, letting out a cold

think you can bite

to the death

his gaze without flinching. It used to be a safe place for me in my childhood, but now they only showed indifference and hatred. "Jack, you're mistaken. This isn't revenge. I'm speaking out for justice for my mother and for all the innocent people you've harmed. "You're in prison because of the

that depends on whether you're willing to face all the sins you've committed, including

shifted slightly, but he quickly