Justice Over Blood
Language: en
On New Year’s Eve, the police came for me. Outside, fireworks lit up the night sky. My father’s star protégé, Liam, had just posted online: “Thank you, Professor Redding. For choosing justice over family, for not shielding your own daughter.” I thought it was a joke. In the holding cell, bruised and desperate, I gripped the bars. “Dad, I didn’t push her. I was framed. You’re the best lawyer—can’t you defend me?” A cold voice came through the glass. “Aurora, you’re grown. Face what you’ve done. The victim is Liam’s mother.” My father spoke calmly, without warmth. “I am a leader in law. As…