Prepare for some slight feels. (And Sadness).
After SoJ - But, as if the ending didn't happen (So the game happened just not the bit at the end (Concerning Apollo)) so, contains spoilers for the cases in SoJ. (Specifically Turnabout Revolution (The final case)
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"Alright, mum! I call you when I finish a ten-minute walk!" I giggled.
"That's a good girl, (Y/n). I'm so proud of you! You did it! You achieved your dream! I'm just so proud!" she replied hugging me and crying onto my shoulder.
"Okay, mum. I need to go now or I'll be late," I responded. She let me go and I gave her one final hug before dashing out the door and down the street to the Wright Anything Agency, where I started my new job. I had recently got my attorney's badge and, due to me being great friends with Athena, I had become the newest member. But nothing prepared me for that day.
"(Y/n)! You're here!"
"Hi, Athena. Yes I am," I replied returning her hug.
"Hi! You must be (Y/n)! Athena's talked so much about you!" A little girl spoke up.
"Um... Hi. Yes, I am. And you are?"
"Trucy, Trucy Wright!"
"Trucy, Athena. What's all the shouting about? And who's this?"
"Oh, Mr Wright! This is (Y/n)! (Y/n), this is Mr Wright!"
"Um hi. As Athena said, I'm (Y/n)."
"It's nice to meet you, (Y/n)."
"It's good to meet you too, Mr Wright," I replied.
"Mr Wright. Can I do something other-Oh, hello! I'm Apollo Justice and I'm fine!"
"It's nice to meet you, Apollo," I replied taking his out stretched hand, "But do you think you can tone it down slightly?"
"Oh, yeah sorry about that. It's part of my 'Chords of Steel' workout," he responded, rubbing the spikes on his which I guessed were his hair. It was in that moment, that my phone went off. I picked it up;
"(Y/n), there's something I-I need to tell you. I-Its about your mother. S-she had a car accident on the way to work a-and s-she-"
"I-It's okay, Dad. Y-You don't need to say any more," I replied trying to contain my tears, cutting him off.
"I-I just thought I-I'd tell you."
"T-thanks."
I hung up before collapsing onto the floor and sobbing my eyes out. I soon felt an arm around my shoulders and bring my into a chest, "Hey, (Y/n). Do you want to tell us what's wrong?"
"N-No, it's fine. It's a personal issue. Not something I should be worrying you about. Don't take it the wrong way. I-I just don't talk about personal issues with co-workers," I replied through choked sobs.
"It's okay, (Y/n) you don't have to tell us if you're not comfortable with it. We understand that."
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It was a few days after that incident that I would have to do something I really didn't want to.
"Mr Wright, can I talk to you about something please? Preferably in private."
"Yes, of course you can, (Y/n). We can talk in here," he replied leading me into his office and closing the door after I'd entered, "So what did you want to talk about (Y/n)?"
"I was wondering whether it would be okay for me to take next Tuesday off."
"Could you tell me why?"
