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The couch in cell 66 is cracked.
I lie down and stare into the dark.
Guilt was supposed to come.
It never did.
“Zhara, you are guilty of murdering your husband and your father.”
My mother cried in court.
My brother could not look at me.
But my decision was already made.
LONGMAN.tech@LongmanTech
I have 6 days left to live. I killed my husband. And my father and I don’t regret it.
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