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She was wearing a conservative beige suit, her hair pulled back in a low ponytail. She wore no makeup, making her look even younger than she was—a carefully crafted image of pure innocence.
“I’m sorry, I’m late,” she said, her voice soft and trembling just enough. “I… I can explain.”
All eyes in the room turned to her.
The moderator—a senior member of the Harvard Club and a former federal judge—looked at her sternly. “Ms. Miller, before you speak, you must be sworn in. You must swear that your testimony will be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, under penalty of perjury. Do you agree to this?”
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