You and Jay had been inseparable since childhood.

“I wanna be a lawyer!” you had declared, grinning.

“And I wanna be a doctor,” he had replied with equal excitement.

Through every scraped knee, every school fight, you were there to defend him. When bullies came after him, you stood in their way. When he got in trouble, you took the blame.

Years passed. You became a lawyer. He became a doctor.

And then, one evening, he became a murderer.

Jay had used his medical skills to kill a man—his enemy. The evidence was undeniable. He was caught, arrested, and now, the entire city waited for his trial.

When you walked into the courtroom, he was already seated at the defendant’s table, hands cuffed, looking as calm as ever.

The moment he saw you, he smirked.

“Ah,” he said smoothly. “My lawyer.”

You smiled at him. You had always defended him.

Taking a deep breath, you turned to face the judge.

“The defense is ready, Your Honor.”