101: Deborah's Trial

We all sat in the courtroom looking around while I held onto my daughter's hands, Michael was on my right holding on to Nadia's hands while Nora was beside me. They had recovered from most of their bruises but we were all still going to therapy every Tuesday. Even Lillian had joined us this time, I couldn't help regretting dragging her into my mess. I stared into the whitewashed room of the courtroom but I wasn't really seeing anything. All I could remember was the night when I felt I was going to die and Michael had saved me the second time ... " What is she doing?" I turned to stare at Lillian who gazed was fixed on Deborah, who was checking her gun to see if she had enough ammunition in them wearing a light smile on her face. I turned away from the face of the woman that I had come to despise, but couldn't do anything. " Don't worry, you'll find out soon" Deborah's loud voice rang through the whole room echoing through the empty room as she