Anyone could see she was in serious trouble, but she’d been ignored before.
Brandishing a knife like that should have set off alarm bells.
Years of abuse and resentment came flying out unchecked.
Screaming as she attacked her attacker, he went down in a mass of blood.
Manacles were applied to her wrists, but they were too late, the damage was done.
Afterwards, she sat serene and quiet, staring straight ahead, completely unfazed.
Later at the trial it came to light of his abysmal treatment of her. But she had the last word.
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