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Ryan: Hate at the Surface
I know that Lisa needed to say those things. They had to be told to the judge to keep Tommy in jail. But I hate that he knows. That he knows the effect that he had on me. That he’s still having on me.
It pisses me off. Fuck him. Over there, leering at me. His brother behind him laughing at each description of my pain. Fuck them both. He’s going to jail and I’m going to make sure that it is for a long, long time.
“The last impact statement is from the victim, Ms. Ryan Miller,” Mr. Shift says.
“Please approach, Ms. Miller,” the judge calls.
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