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XXXI. THE POWER OF BILL

As Raphael continued to testify on my behalf, I couldn't help but notice the frown on Riezel's face. She looked like she had just sucked on a lemon, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Maybe, just maybe, things were finally starting to go my way.But my moment of triumph was short-lived. Just as Raphael was finishing up his testimony, I saw Claus walk into the courtroom. He was a tall, imposing figure, and he commanded attention as he made his way to the front of the room.But it wasn't just Claus who caught my attention. He was accompanied by a woman who was dressed in a long, black coat and wearing a pair of sunglasses. She looked like she was trying to be incognito, but I couldn't help but wonder who she was and what she was doing here.As Claus and the mysterious woman made their way to the front of the room, Riezel's face suddenly lit up. She smiled, a triumphant look on her face, and I couldn't help but wonder what was going on.Claus and the woman sat down bes
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XXXII. POISONOUS FLOWER

As the courtroom began to settle down after my outburst, the prosecutor called out the next witness. "Riezel, please come forward," he said.The room seemed to grow quieter, as if everyone was holding their breath in anticipation. I watched as Riezel stood up, her movements eerily slow and deliberate.As she walked towards the witness chair, the air in the room seemed to grow thick and heavy. The shadows on the walls appeared to deepen and twist, like living things. I felt a shiver run down my spine as Riezel's eyes locked onto mine, her gaze cold and calculating.The courtroom was bathed in a faint, eerie glow, as if the very lights themselves were responding to Riezel's presence. The air was charged with an almost palpable sense of malevolence, and I couldn't help but feel that something was very wrong.Riezel's footsteps echoed through the room, each one sounding like a death knell. She moved with a slow, deliberate pace, her eyes never leaving mine. I felt like I was trapped in a
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XXXIII. I DON'T BLAME YOU

As I was dragged back to my cell, I continued to shout and swear at Riezel, my anger and frustration boiling over. "You're a monster! You're a murderer! You're going to pay for what you've done!"But as I was thrown into my cell, I realized that I was alone. The guards had left me, and I was locked in, with no one to vent my anger to.But then, I heard the sound of footsteps outside my cell. I looked up, expecting to see a guard or maybe even Raphael. But instead, it was Riezel, standing in front of me with a proud and eerie smile on her face."Delilah," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "I see you're still as fiery as ever. But let me tell you something, my dear. You're wasting your time. Raphael will never be yours. From the start, he was always meant to be mine."I felt a surge of anger and hatred towards Riezel, but I tried to keep my cool. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me lose my temper.But Riezel just kept on smiling, her eyes glinting with amusem
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XXXIV. POOR, LITTLE STAR

The next morning, I woke up early and joined the line of female inmates waiting for breakfast at the cafeteria. As I stood there, I noticed that the gang that had been harassing me for weeks was now just staring at me, whispering to each other and pointing. But they didn't approach me, and I wondered if Raphael's warning had finally sunk in.After getting my breakfast, I looked around for a place to sit. The cafeteria was crowded, but I spotted an occupied table with a few empty chairs. I walked over and asked if I could join them. The women looked at me warily, but one of them nodded and I sat down.As I began to eat, one of the women pushed a can of milk towards me. "Here, take this," she said with a smile. "It's good for your baby."I was taken aback by her kindness, and I thanked her gratefully. But as I opened the can and took a sip, I noticed that the woman who had given it to me was now walking away, a strange look on her face.I felt a sudden sense of unease, and I quickly che
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XXXV. A BEAUTIFUL DREAM

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt myself being transported to a different world. A world where my baby was still alive, and I was surrounded by the people I loved.In my dream, I saw myself standing in a beautiful backyard, surrounded by lush green grass and vibrant flowers. Raphael was standing next to me, his arm wrapped around my waist, holding me close.We were both smiling, looking happy and content. And in front of us, playing in the grass, was our baby. A little boy with bright blue eyes and curly brown hair, laughing and giggling as he chased after a ball.I felt a surge of joy and love as I watched my baby play. I reached out and scooped him up in my arms, holding him close and inhaling the sweet scent of his baby shampoo.Raphael wrapped his arms around us both, holding us close. "We're a family," he whispered, his voice full of emotion. "We're a happy family."As we stood there, basking in the warmth and love of our little family, I felt a sense of peace and contentment was
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XXXVI. TEARS OF A MOTHER

I sat there, staring blankly at the wall in front of me. My eyes were dry, my tears having long since run out. I felt empty, hollow, like a shell of a person.My mind was a jumbled mess of thoughts, but none of them made sense. I couldn't think straight, couldn't process anything. All I could do was sit there, staring at the wall, feeling like I was drowning in my own grief.I didn't care about anything anymore. I didn't care about myself, about Raphael, about anything. I just felt numb, like I was floating through life in a daze.I thought about my baby, about the life that we had planned for them. I thought about all the things that we would never get to do, all the memories that we would never get to make. And I just felt...lost.I couldn't believe that this had happened to me. I couldn't believe that I had lost my baby. It felt like a cruel joke, like the universe was playing some kind of twisted game with me.I thought about all the times that I had felt my baby kick, all the tim
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XXXVII. THE FLOWER TORN

The next day, I was taken back to the jail, the cold, harsh reality of my situation slamming back into me like a ton of bricks. As I walked into my cell, I felt a sense of emptiness wash over me. The small, cramped space seemed to close in around me, making me feel suffocated.I went through the motions of my daily routine, but my heart wasn't in it. I lay down on my bunk, staring blankly at the ceiling as I tried to shut out the world. I didn't care about anything or anyone anymore. I just existed.The hours ticked by slowly, each one feeling like an eternity. I got up to use the toilet, washed my hands, and then lay back down. I stared at the wall, my mind numb and empty.The sound of footsteps echoed outside my cell, and I knew it was time for breakfast. I didn't bother to get up, didn't bother to eat. I just lay there, feeling nothing.The guard came in, setting a tray of food on the floor beside me. "Hey, you need to eat something," she said, trying to sound gentle.I didn't resp
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XXXVIII. GOODBYE, SWEET GIRL

The next day, I was led by a guard to an interrogation room. I walked calmly, my head held high, as I entered the small, sterile room. The guard motioned for me to take a seat, and I complied, my eyes scanning the room with interest.A detective, a middle-aged man with a stern expression, sat across from me. He introduced himself and began to explain the purpose of the interrogation."So, Delilah, we've reviewed the CCTV footage from the cafeteria yesterday, and we have some questions for you," he said, his eyes narrowing slightly.I nodded calmly, my expression neutral. "I'm happy to cooperate," I said, my voice smooth and confident.The detective nodded and pressed play on a small device in front of him. The CCTV footage showed me walking into the cafeteria, my eyes scanning the room until they landed on the victim. I watched as I walked calmly over to her, my movements fluid and deliberate.The detective paused the footage and looked at me. "Can you explain what you're doing in thi
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XXXIX. HARD LIKE A STONE

I sat calmly in the visitor room, my eyes locked on Riezel as she spoke. She was trying to get a rise out of me, trying to make me angry or upset. But I wasn't having it."You're the reason why Betty killed herself," Riezel spat, her eyes blazing with anger. "You manipulated her, used her for your own gain. And now she's dead, all because of you."I didn't flinch. I didn't even blink. I just sat there, my expression neutral.Riezel's face grew redder with rage. "Don't you have anything to say for yourself? Don't you feel any remorse for what you've done?"I chuckled, a low, throaty sound. Riezel's eyes widened in confusion, and she took a step back, looking at me with a mixture of fear and unease."What's wrong, Riezel?" I asked, my voice dripping with amusement. "Don't you like the new me? I'm not the same scared, vulnerable girl I used to be. I'm stronger now, more confident. And I'm not going to let anyone push me around."Riezel's eyes darted back and forth, as if she was searchin
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XL. THAT EERIE SCAR

The next day, I sought out the woman who had given me the expired milk. I had been thinking about it nonstop, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it. I found her in the prison yard, surrounded by her gang.I walked up to her, my eyes blazing with anger. "You're the one who gave me the expired milk, aren't you?" I demanded.The woman looked up at me, a mixture of fear and defiance in her eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said.But I wasn't having it. I reached out and grabbed her arm, twisting it behind her back. "Don't lie to me," I hissed. "I know it was you."The woman cried out in pain, and her gang members moved to intervene. But I stood my ground, my eyes locked on the woman's."Tell me the truth," I demanded. "Who gave you the milk?"The woman struggled against my grip, but I held tight. Finally, she spoke up. "One of the guards gave it to me," she said. "She told me to give it to you."I felt a surge of anger at this revelation. "Which guard?" I deman
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