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Justice
"Guilty". Libby's knees buckled under her, and she collapsed. She would have hit the floor had it not been for the strong arms of her best friend holding onto to her as the verdict was read out. Months of court, testimonies, and horrible re-accounts had finally paid off. The physical scars were slowly healing, but the real scars ran far deeper. Months, maybe years of therapy could never erase or ease the memories of that dreadful night. Every time Libby closed her eyes, she could see his...