Hannah POV
I sat quietly, my heart still resonating with the warmth of Christian’s words. The sincerity in his eyes, the unwavering support he offered, it all meant more to me than I could express.
As we delved into the details of the case, preparing for the trial ahead, a new sense of determination took root within me.
Hours slipped by as we worked together, poring over files, discussing strategies, and anticipating the possible moves of those who would try to obstruct justice.
The tension from earlier had melted away, replaced by a seamless partnership that felt natural and right. Despite the gravity of the case, I found myself enjoying Christian’s company more than I ever expected.
As the night deepened, Christian glanced at his watch, then at me. “It’s late,” he said gently, concerned about lacing his voice. “Let me drop you home. You’ve been through a lot today.”