Chapter 4 - Ethan Revisits The Abandoned Courthouse From His Childhood
Ethan walked past the rusty iron gates of the municipal courthouse where his entire world had fractured two decades ago.
The grand marble steps were weathered and stained with moss, bearing silent witness to the town’s collective cruelty.
He climbed the steps slowly, his boots echoing sharply against the hollow stone beneath his feet.
Stopping at the heavy double oak doors, he pressed his palm against the cold wood where he had once begged for mercy.
No one had opened those doors to save him that night until the sheriff finally intervened at the eleventh hour.
The trauma of that public humiliation had shaped every relationship, every career choice, and every fear he carried as an adult.
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“You survived,” Ethan muttered to himself, taking a deep, steadying breath of the damp night air.
He turned away from the courthouse doors, knowing that legal justice was never enough to heal a shattered childhood.
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