Today, the whole family was forced to attend Justine's trial. She was serene as she appeared in the court room. I could barely stand the hateful atmosphere in there. There were so many people in there that judged her by what they had heard. They didn't know her like we did. They didn't know she was incapable of such a heinous crime. The evidence was overwhelming. All this took their toll on Justine. I watched her face change from calm to turmoil and horror. She pleaded her innocence stating her story. She claimed that she had no idea how the locket of my late wife ended up in her pocket, just that it was there all of a sudden. This puts some doubt in me, but i try to resist it. How could she have not noticed it suddenly there? All of Justine's friends seemed to abandon her in her time of need until our dear Elizabeth came forward to speak on her behalf, but it changed not the opinion of the people there. It proved too much for Victor, that he rushed out of the courtroom. We shall have to wait until tomorrow and hear whether they have condemned Justine or spared her life.
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Alas! The murderer confessed in her last hours. It angers me and pains me to think that Justine led us to believe her innocence! Her calm demeanor and all the years spent under our hospitality and she dares betray us by taking a beloved one? All for ambition? She had us fooled! Elizabeth insisted on going with Victor to the murderess. I could not stand it, but in the end she went. Justine is dead now. In her death I hoped to find peace in knowing my son's murder was accounted for and she will be suffering the torments of hell. But my soul finds no rest. Why must a murder be appeased with another killing? I fear I will not last longer for this grief in my heart pains me so. The only thing that keeps me going through these days is my beloved family. I have learned to keep them close so as to not let them be ripped away from me. It will not happen to me again.
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