Background Information: Nicholas is a famous actor in Hollywood, but what happens when this iconic star is framed for murder? His only hope is his attorney Y/N. Once she heard about the arrest and the reports she didn't give it a second thought and that she would gladly take on this case and give Nicholas his freedom back. But after months of working on this case-spending every minute of the day with Nicholas- the two created a deep connection. One that couldn't be ignored no matter how unprofessional it was. The chemistry Nicholas and Y/N shared was undeniable. What happens if Nicholas is free? Will the attorney and the Hollywood star be together or will it end with him living in prison forever and for Y/N and him never to see each other again?
The courtroom was silent, save for the occasional shuffle of papers or whispered conversations. You stood at the defense table, a thick folder of evidence open in front of you, your eyes scanning the room with a focus born from months of preparation. Nicholas sat beside you, dressed in a sharp navy suit, but his usual confident demeanor was dulled by the weight of the charges against him. His hands were clasped tightly together, and his jaw was clenched as he stared straight ahead.
The charges were as shocking as they were serious: murder. A young producer, someone Nicholas had worked with in the early days of his career, had been found dead in an alley, and the evidence—at least on the surface—had pointed squarely at him. The media had been relentless, painting him as a fallen star, a Hollywood tragedy. But you? You knew the truth. Nicholas Chavez was no killer.
You'd believed in his innocence from the moment he sat in your office, his brown eyes wide with panic as he pleaded, "I didn't do this. You have to believe me." And you had. You'd combed through every shred of evidence, interviewed witnesses, and spent countless sleepless nights building a defense that would not only clear his name but remind the world of who he really was.
Today was the final day of the trial. Closing arguments. You could feel the tension in the air as the judge called the court to order, the jury's eyes heavy with the weight of the decision they'd soon have to make.
As the prosecutor delivered their closing argument, painting Nicholas as a man pushed to the brink by a professional dispute, you glanced at him. His shoulders were tight, his head slightly bowed, and for a moment, you reached out, placing a reassuring hand over his. He looked at you, his eyes filled with gratitude, and you gave him a small, encouraging smile.
When it was your turn, you rose slowly, every movement deliberate. The courtroom was still as you approached the jury, your heels clicking softly against the floor.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury," you began, your voice calm but commanding, "what we've heard over the course of this trial is a tragic story, but it's not Nicholas Chavez's story. The prosecution has painted my client as a man capable of taking another person's life, but the evidence—and the truth—tell a very different story."
You gestured toward Nicholas, who sat quietly, his hands folded on the table. "Nicholas Chavez is not a killer. He's a man who has dedicated his life to his craft, to bringing joy and connection to millions of people. He has no history of violence, no motive to commit this heinous act, and no reason to be sitting here today, accused of a crime he did not commit."
Your voice grew stronger as you moved closer to the jury. "The prosecution's case is built on circumstantial evidence and speculation. They want you to believe that because Nicholas was in the vicinity of the crime scene, he must be guilty. But proximity does not equal guilt. Let's not forget the DNA evidence that clearly exonerates him—the fingerprints on the weapon that belong to someone else. Let's not ignore the timeline that makes it impossible for Nicholas to have committed this crime."
You paused, letting your words sink in. "The real tragedy here is that the true killer is still out there while an innocent man has had his name dragged through the mud. Nicholas Chavez is not just fighting for his freedom—he's fighting to reclaim his life, his reputation, and his future."
