(Selena's POV)
Never thought my feet would allow me to come this far with no tears over my face but miraculously I did. Because here I am, sitting front front to hear the fate of Leonardo's life get chosen for. . . forever. I can see the judges standing higher than any of us, more down, a little bit to our level, there he stands, together with five cops sorrounding him as his fate gets chosen. Zamira, Damian, Alise and Derek sit beside me, constantly acting how I feel or whether if I need fresh air and I do but I say I don't. Every time they ask. Same answer. "I'm alright."
Will the tears slide once he is taken away? Once I know I'll never be able to hug him again. Will I cry? Will everyone in this room see just how much of a power this man has over me and everything in me? Will they feel bad for me? Pity me? What will he say? Will he try to break free and run away with me? I have a gun, I can threaten them, surely not hurt them but. . . God, what am I even thinking? I chose this line of work and here I am about to mess it up if he even just tries to move a small finger over my direction. What shall I do with this feelings after though? How am I supposed to get rid of them? Eat ice cream and watch romcoms? Will romcoms really save me like they always do? Is this time the same? Will I simply call myself foolish after a while? Will I say that this was just a moment and I was being dramatic? Will I be on his arms, away from this country and everyone while thinking the moment and not regretting a second I grabbed his hand and we run away?
I see at the other side, all his friends and family being there to see him. They must be in a bigger pain than me, they knew him for so much more time than I did and will ever. Are they ready to break too? How will they continue their lives now that he isn't really gone be around? This time no Aless or Tristan can come to save him from those charges, he confessed, it's his actions against his words and well. . . both aren't arguing today instead the voice is simply ratting him out. Alice looks at me, worried for me just as I am for her. We both uncover a smile over our lips and nod. Guess we both have been doing that a lot today.
The judge receives everyone permission as the banging sound from his gavel through the table echoed all over the room. He had a serious look on his face and while I tried not to focus too much I figured my mom isn't here at all, her head is swirling around, she is seeking for something yet I cannot say anything because the judge speaks before I do. "Mister Leonardo Hernandez, you do realize why you have been called here today?" His voice was heavy and full of command.
Leonardo breathed. He hesitated. . . just one look and I'll-"Yes."
"Very well." The judge nodded. "We have quite a few papers on you mister Hernandez, some that state murder, others that prove other things you have done underground, away from our eyes, illegally. And of course, once you get caught, you get punished. There is a reason what you have done is illegal mister Hernandez and also the reason we now have brought you here." He explained. "We may be called judges but we aren't here to judge you because we also may not be the best of people out there, we are simply here to punish you so that no other takes example after you and becomes something against the government. Our country is peaceful and we wish for it to keep on continuing that way, so we need to be the example and today, you are gone be the example of what as humans, as citizens of this country, we should not break the rules. We shall abide and if there is something we cannot comprehend we talk about it and not bend everything else just to fit our way."
I can't see his face. I can't see whether he is hesitating or now. He isn't moving but he isn't speaking either. Is he scared? I'd be. I wonder whether reality did strike him badly this time? Is this really his ending?. . . "Mister Leonardo Hernandez." I never disliked the way someone called his full name as much as I do today. "Do you admit, in front of everyone, what you have done just as you hav-"

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Romance"Sel. . ." He breaths out moving his own to touch my hand. "Leon. . ." I say and our hands linked. This is the end, we both close our eyes tired of this whole war, leaning on each other's touch, not letting go. Everything else fades as well. I see n...