
His voice was steady, though I could see the battle of emotions reflected in his eyes. He looked at the judge, then at Charlotte, and finally at me.
“Your Honor,” Noah began, his tone respectful yet resolute, “I want to tell you about my life. I grew up in a small apartment filled with warmth and love, not in a mansion with luxury and wealth. I was never promised a life of grandeur, but I was given everything I needed by the woman who raised me. She taught me the value of kindness, the importance of honesty, and the strength of resilience.”
He paused for a moment, glancing in my direction. I could see a glimmer of unshed tears in his eyes, and my heart swelled with pride.


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