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Today marks five months and fifteen days since the day Hunter turned himself to the police.

Four months from the point when Jon Maxwell received his sentence, and that Hunter was tried and convicted of association with trafficking. The calculations confuse me sometimes, I have used them to maintain self-control, although the last fifteen days have been the easiest to bear: it was the days that preceded a very small victory over Hunter's case, but indescribably tasty.

New witnesses, new evidence, the increasing number of demonstrations, and the prosecution's appeal for Hunter's case to be reviewed, ended up taking us back to the hearings that determined his arrest. This time, I was able to attend his trial, without fear that my presence could break the victim mask I was wearing for all this period.

I knew, since Jon Maxwell's arrest, that I was stepping on brittle ice. That any misstep would only give more fuel to the lies that have involved our names in recent months. Reason why I cou
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