“If there are no objections,” the judge said, glancing at both sides, “then the revision is granted.” He made a note, his pen scratching across the paper. Peter’s confusion deepened, but he remained silent, dismissing the change as unimportant.
Cindy’s lips curled into a faint smile as she picked up the pen to sign the papers. The cold metal felt heavy in her hand, but she didn’t hesitate. Each stroke of ink on the page solidified the end of a chapter. She moved with quiet, deliberate resolve.