It was on a Friday in February when I went to court. It was the day that justice would be done. He was sitting in front of me, the man who took a couple of years of my life away. The only thing he did was staring at the ground. It was the first time that I saw his face again after the police had arrested him last year. I was shocked. I couldn’t breath well and I got very warm. I knew that it wouldn’t be easy to be reminded to the things about the last three years. But I didn’t know that it would be so hard to be faced with him again. He was very pale and looked much older than a few months ago. It seemed that he had sorry. But I knew that he will never have sorry of the things that he had done to me and to the other women. The psychopath. The most important lesson that I learnt about the things that happened to me is that I' ll never fall in his tricks any more. I wanted that he would be punished. Only in that case I could go on with my life without him. I wanted that I could leave the past behind me. http://ficlets.com/feed/story/23890