CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY EIGHT - A Dance With the Devil

Logan's jaw clenched, but his voice remained calm. "Because I'm not that person anymore. I've grown, I've changed. My commitment to Deonna and Kayla is unshakeable." As the day wore on, Deonna felt her energy flagging. The constant attacks, the rehashing of past mistakes, the uncertainty of the outcome - it was all taking its toll. She glanced over at Agnes and Richard, who looked smugly confident. Had they managed to sway the judge with their character assassination? Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Judge Simmons called an end to the day's proceedings. "We will reconvene tomorrow morning for closing arguments," she announced. "Court is adjourned." As they gathered their things to leave, Deonna felt a wave of exhaustion wash over her. Logan placed a supportive hand on her back, but she could feel the tension in his touch. "You did great up there," he murmured as they made their way out of the courtroom. Deonna managed a weak smile. "So did you. But Logan... do you think