CHAPTER 111

“The defendant was a 20-year-old Filipino-Russian, was charged with homicide for the bombing in the city of Moscow and a few cities in Russia, resulting to a massive damage in properties, and death of 1,023 Russian people.”

“How do you plead?” The judge asked as he glance at me. I could feel all my sweat on my forehead despite the fully-airconditioned room. But I don’t think it’s the temperature that’s keeping me pressured but the people on the right corner of the courtroom, who looks furious towards me. Their eyes were visibly full of hatred like they wanted to skin me alive, and I can’t blame them. They were a victim of false information and I know the wound was still fresh when they lost their loved ones.

My eyes then shifted to the left corner of the courtroom. A pang of pain strikes my chest seeing no one was believing that I’m innocent, even Jera and Martini weren’t there, only the Attorney who was forcing me to plead guilty was there. I can’t even call him my attorney, he’s obv