We leave my room and head for the elevator. Since not all of us will be allowed to enter, only Mrs. Hernandez, David and I head for the morgue.With pain in my whole being, I feel the fervent fire that lies in me and comes out of these new wounds that are about to destroy me.How could this be possible, at what point did it all become a fucking nightmare?I would like to say that I don't know since when everything changed for the worse and that I can't imagine suffering. But knowing that it was my father who provided us with everything and that it was because of him that we moved, it was more than clear that we were going to suffer. I just didn't imagine so much.Why are there people who are as cruel as the one I should call my father?Thousands of questions run through my mind as we arrive at our destination, but all questions disappear, when I remember why I am there. At the door is clearly the man in the room we have to enter, so there is no need to ask the obvious. So, in we go."G
I am aware of what he wants, but I cannot give it to him. I would like to please him by being with him in this thing that hurts us both, but I cannot.For me, pain is felt alone, so you can scream, destroy yourself, curse and want to die without someone questioning you. Only this way, you feel that no matter how much crap you believe or do, you can't drag someone into this."I...I'm sorry" I whisper finally leaving."Sofia!" shouts Mrs. Hernandez."Leave her alone. It's better for her to suffer alone." whispers David behind my back.That's not better for me, it's better for everyone.I leave the morgue and take the elevator to the top floor. The slowness of the machine increases my discomfort as I cry silently. Several people get on the elevator on some floors, but fortunately they don't bother me because of the way I feel.The elevator goes up to the eighteenth floor, while the rooftop is above the twentieth floor. So, with no other choice I take the stairs, which affect me a lot acco
Days laterThe days pass quickly, the boys recover a little more, while David and my mother's friend make the necessary arrangements. I am aware that the boys and Aninka have come here many times to give me encouragement for all that is going on. However, how can you feel better when your mother was the one who died?Yes, it's selfish of me to leave all the burden to my brother. But I really can't do it, I can't do it myself. The only thing I can do is pretend I'm not dying, while I travel to America to bring Mom's remains to my grandparents' grave.This being so sudden for us, it only occurred to us to take our mother to a place where she would not be alone. So, we took her to that space of land in the cemetery, which belongs to us. That's where my mother's parents are, so she won't be alone.Clearly, making this trip is expensive and the kids couldn't come and miss school. So, it's just David, Camilo's mother and my mother's best friend. And it's better this way, breaking down even m
Someone moves me from one side to the other, trying to wake me up."Sofia, I am aware that you need to rest. But my mother sent me to tell you that you have half an hour to get ready for the trial" Camilo informs me and I nod."Okay, I'll be right down.""And I tell you to fix yourself up as best you can. You need to look pitiful, but also beautiful. So, take that into account when choosing your wardrobe, okay?" he asks me and I nod without understanding what he wants.Still exhausted, I get up and head to the bathroom where I take a hot shower to clear my mind and not die of sleep. I quickly take a bath, as I don't have much time, and put on the warmest clothes I have as it's many degrees below zero. Tired and not wanting to do anything per se, I leave my room to find everyone waiting for me to come out."It's good that you are already here. Now we can go and convict that bad man" says Michael quite excited and everyone nods sharing his excitement."Alright, get in the cars if you rea
My brother, who is next to me, takes my hand and squeezes it tightly making me remember that we are in this together.Camilo's mother and his lawyer are the ones who move forward and take their places as plaintiff's lawyers while we all sit behind them waiting to testify.A policeman appears and stands in front of the place where the judge will sit."I ask you all to stand to receive Judge Kim. Who will be in charge of making the judgment in this case."We all stand up and see a gentleman enter and sit down in front of everyone. The man, introduces himself and with that, the trial begins where the lawyer defending who claims to be my father, states that his representative has been the victim of altered evidence and damages that he has not done.'So unheard of and really dumb if anyone believes it' I say to myself mentally."I request to pass my client to state his version of his facts and it will be you who will notice that he is a victim of malicious persons." says his defense attorne
Like many times before, the man hits her and she tries to defend herself. But he beats her in strength and that is why, he leaves her almost unconscious on the floor."That is an altered video. Like all the others they created to damage my image" she answers for sure."Ok. Then let's see some more" says the lawyer.That's when a neighbor appears on the scene, sees my mother and calls for help."That woman you see there, Mr. judge and jury. She was the woman who more than once helped the deceased woman who many times needed medical attention to regain consciousness.>> And she will be one of my witnesses who can assure you that this video was not altered. Therefore, I now call Mrs. White who came with several proofs that not only confirm Mr. Mordashov's mistreatment of his wife, but also of his children and even towards her when she tried to protect the children from his violence."With those words, the peace of mind of that man and his lawyer, disappear. They know they are in danger."
At this point, I find it impossible not to feel happy about how things are going. However, the calm that my soul feels, is interrupted by two gunshots that are heard by the place where my father just came out.That sound causes chaos all over the place and in less than I would like to say, we are taken out of the room by the officers. The countless voices of the reporters and the multiple flashbulbs shooting at us, makes us look perplexed at what is happening.The fear that my father has escaped is evident and although I want to say that there is a possibility that he has been killed in an escape plan, that possible news does not cause the relief I would like to have. I quickly seek out my brother and standing together, we emerge from the mountain of people looking to get a little further into the place in search of answers."We must find a way out," David tells me anxiously and I nod.Among the people, we go out as best we can in search of someone we know who can help us get out of t
Two hours agoOmnipresent NarratorNo one had any knowledge of what could happen. But Mordashov was prepared for anything. He had clearly been shocked to see how his children had so much evidence against him. But he wasn't going to get angry.After all, even if they were doing it against him, it was showing him that they had matured a little more and were not those children who in the past wanted to solve everything by crying and insults.Clearly, they had chosen a very formidable adversary for their first time and it was satisfactory for him that they would make the grade in the legal aspect, however, he was more damaged than his children and for that reason, since he could not get rid of them legally, he would do it the hard way.It was enough to buy five high-ranking guards and let them give him the freedom that his inept lawyer could not give him. So, accompanied by the slut who always begged for his love, he took off his handcuffs and shot his lawyer twice. Those were the first s