“They Thought I Didn’t Belong in Court — But When the Judge Saw Me, My Parents Finally Realized Their Mistake”

Diane would appear—always overdressed, always smelling of expensive perfume, always glued to her phone while pretending to care. She’d kiss the air near my cheek, compliment my hair or my dress in that distant way people compliment strangers, then spend the entire visit checking messages and sighing dramatically.

Scott never even came inside. He’d continue reading …