I'm So Sorry..
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I walked into the courtroom gripping tightly onto Omar Espinosa's arm. I was shaking slightly as I took a seat in the witnesses stand. The judge asked us all to rise and I did letting go of Omar and placing my hands in front of me onto the steel bar to steady myself before the person on trial came into the room. My boyfriend, Ronald Joseph Radke.
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