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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Mrs. Clara Clarkson, I hereby find you guilty for the murder of Mr. Clarkson, Ms. Hannah and Mr. Jace and also for the attempted abduction of your daughter, Ms. Camilla Clarkson. You're hereby sentenced to a hundred and twenty years in prison!"
My mom glares at Andrew who just testified against her. She has wounds and bruises all over her face and her shackled hands. Life has sure taken a toll on her since I found out she's dad's murderer. And I still kinda feel sympathy for her...
Despite all this, she's still my mom, you know...
But then I swiftly brush away that slight feeling of sympathy when I remember she tried to abduct me in my house during Ramon's birthday party. If it wasn't for Ramon and my uncle dragging me away from her, I would probably be dead by now.
I knew mom was a money lover but I didn't know it was to this extend. She would even kill me? Her own d
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60 Days Day 41
I have been beside Ramon on the hospital bed.I've cried my eyes out the entire night, praying for him to just wake up... Wake up and talk to me and assure me that this is all just a bad bad nightmare and we should both wake up from it.The doctors said it's just a wound on his stomach and he'll recover from it for sure. But if he will, why hasn't he opened his eyes yet? Why is he sleeping so quietly on the bed like a corpse.I want him to fucking wake up!I am tired from weeping and watching him the entire night.I start to doze off when someone opens the door.I turn back to see two nurses walk inside the room. One of them is startled to see me here."You're still here?" she asks in total surprise. "You didn't go back home last night?"I shake my head. "I couldn't."
60 Days Day 42
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The rain pours down heavily on us.The universe is weeping.Weeping for losing such an innocent cute little angel.Marisa died yesterday.Her death crushed Ramon. I have never seen a man weep so hard. It was so bad I started crying too. I couldn't help it.It's her memorial service today.I'm sitting right next to Ramon at the front row, my hand in his. He's still and rigid, his face blank of any emotion. You can't even say that this is the man that cried like a baby on my shoulder last night. Right now, he's cold and his mind far far away from planet earth. I squeez
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60 Days °EPILOGUE°
RAMON I am sitting on the small bed, a paper on my lap and a pen in my hand.I am writing a letter to her...She is not going to write me back. She has never once written back after the hundreds of letters I have sent her over the past six months.But I do not write to get a reply.I write for her to know I still care about her and I think about her...And I still love her...Maybe she will never give me a chance. Maybe she will never forgive me for all the pain I caused her.But that is not reason enough for me to stop.Because if I stop, then what am I living for?The reason I wake up each and every day optimistically in this dark, lonely and cold place is because of Camilla and our baby.They are my source of strength.Source of happiness.I wa
60 Days Day 60
"This dumb brother of mine keeps calling!"Andrew grumbles as he looks at his phone.He stands from the chair and presses his phone to his ear."Rupert? Can you stop calling! I am busy!" he roars as he storms out of the room, yelling.I am still in shock.Andrew has been the mastermind all this time?I never even once suspected him.Ever!From what I have gathered since yesterday, Andrew is the head of the Relliks Company. An organization I thought was for criminal investigation. But as the FBI Agent said, it is more than that.Because he found out the truth, Bridget murdered him. It is a company where a client orders for a particular person to be killed and their property to be snatched.And the reason these clients choose this organization is because Relliks knows how to cover th
60 Days Day 59
"Dear Little princess."My uncle enters the room holding a briefcase.Flex, Bridget and some six other men lurk behind him.He turns and looks at the pack sternly."I need to be left alone."Bridget narrows her eyes at him. "But-""It is not a request Banks!" he says harshly.She rolls her eyes and they all leave the room.Uncle Terrence struts towards me and grabs a chair to sit directly opposite to me. He puts the black briefcase on his lap.He grins at me evilly and my whole body is aching to pounce on him like a beast and strangle him to death.He is a monster."Sorry for dragging you into this kind of mess darling."But there is not even a slight tone of remorse when he says that.I notice that he is completely ignoring Ramon,
60 Days Day 58
Ramon is tied to the chairRight next to me.It is kind of a relief now, not having to watch him hanging loosely on the ceiling.I know I should not feel even a tinge of sympathy towards him but to be honest, It was painful to watch him hanging loosely on the ceiling like some animal about to be slaughtered.Flex will not admit it, but he also felt some kind of sympathy for Ramon and decided to tie him up on the chair with the help of other six men, wearing "Relliks" badges.It is so surprising that this Relliks thing has a whole team working for them and that's scary. Scary because it will not be easy at all to escape and run for my life.This is how I'm going to die...The mere thought of that sends a shiver down my spine...Mr. Davis, the deceased FBI agent was right.Relliks is more than just a crime investigatio
60 Days Day 57
CAMILLAI jerk back from sleep.My eyes have been blind-folded with a thick cloth and my hands and legs have been tied up to the chair I'm sitting on.I can not remember being tied up and put in this position.How did I get here?All I remember is two guys in black suits drugging Ramon and I with a syringe the minute we got in the car. I guess I passed out then and I don't remember one thing that has happened to us since.Oh my God!Where did they take Ramon?My heart is pounding hard against my chest, trying to free myself from all these ropes that bound me."Camilla."It is Ramon.He is here with me.But I can NOT see him.Ugh!"Relax baby. I'm here," he says gently.
60 Days Day 56
RAMON60 Days.60 Days To make her fall Inlove.To marry her.And then finally, To kill her.The boss assigned me to her.She was my fifth assignment.And then I met her, and she was so fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect. Her dark eyes, her massive dark hair, her curves, her flawless skin...And I was supposed to kill her?I knew this was going to be hard. But what I didn't know, is how hard I would fall for her as each day passed.I wish I had fallen for her outer appearance; well, her outer beauty fascinated me no lie. But what fascinated me most about her is the massive volume of her heart.I have never met a human like her with a heart as big as hers.I did not quite grasp how she would give her friend millions of dolla
60 Days Day 55
I wake up in a strange small room.Where the hell am I?Did I sleep in this room? Who brought me here? Oh my God! Did my mom manage to kidnap me?It is supposed to be my wedding day today! Why the hell am I here?I jump from the bed and bolt to the door. I grip the doorknob but it seems the room has been locked from the outside.I suddenly start to shiver, every nerve giving off panic alarms. This is not good. Not good at all.I rush to the window, hoping for it to be my means of escape but No. The windows are tightly locked.
60 Days Day 54
Ramon and I are woken up by the loud banging on the door.He is the first to jump out of the bed and puts on a pair of pants. I follow behind quickly, wearing his huge grey t-shirt.He first peeps in the hole on the door, before opening the door.He sighs then opens the door.The minute the door swings open, Rupert pounces on Ramon, punching him on the cheek.He hits him so hard that he starts to choke blood. I let out ear-splitting screams but the men are still on each other like cats. At first, Ramon wasn't beating him up. But now that Rupert can't seem to let him go, he is also throwing punches and his nose is bleeding so bad.I keep screaming for them to stop but Rupert pins Ramon on the floor and hits his head countless times against the ground. He rolls over and now it's Rupert that's beneath him.Ramon's eyes are dark. Dark with rage. I almost
