Storm is over; doom at their service

Silence dominated the court room, that one would think voice is a crime. Tension, anxiety and fear peaked at each breath they took. At that point the judged dropped his pen, loosened his collar and relaxed.

In a way it seemed everyone in the court room was connected to the case, including the judge. It was time to know how he was fooled by a teenage girl, why he almost gave up on practising law and why on a second thought he vowed to punish all criminals severely.

Two hours had past but he was determined to end the case, and it unexpectedly was getting interesting.

With his gaze still fixed on Scarlett who already looked miserable. Her eye were red and puffy, her nose ran like a fountain, and her lips wouldn't stop shaking. She looked pitiful but ironically didn't get any sympathy. The judge thought to give her time to get herself together, he thought she needed space to drown in her own self made ocean of pain and agony, however he was losing patience, he didn't have all the day and