Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170723000231

As her children gripped onto Harvard's tuxedo like barnacles to a rock, she stood from her seat,  continuing her solemn act by looking down to her feet, manipulating her poorly maintained features to the point she looked feeble and pitiful, obviously trying to tug at the jury's heartstrings.

She simply nodded to the lawyer, thinking that silence would be a better way to further press her point as she walked to the stand, mockingly gripping on the bannister for support. After quickly taking the oath, she paused for a moment, pretending to think sadly as fake tears clouded her vision. After a few more minutes of pity-harvesting, she began, her voice cracking with artificial grief as she battled to not snicker at the sympathetic glances coming from mere strangers at best.

"As the doctor's letters note, I was heavily pregnant at the time. As I have already given birth to children in the past, I thought it would be better for me to have a home labour so my husband, who works at home, wouldn't have to worry about the twins or me. But, as one may know... Age took its toll on me."

She masked an amused snort by hiccuping, letting her voice crack once again before continuing.

"Coming to my late early thirties, I was in a more fragile state. I was taking medication for a series of mental conditions at the time and although it seemed too heavy a task for someone in my condition, dear god I didn't want to give up on my baby.  I was supposed to be a week till It was due, but the baby was premature, and I didn't have any time to wean myself out of a series of drugs, mainly Citalopram and Paroxetine, from my system. Needless to say, it started to spiral out of control. And with the midwife already late, my husband did the only thing he could do and drive me to the hospital. Due to the nature of the anti-depressants, I started bleeding. Heavily. So much so that the front seat of the car already looked like a crime scene. We were five minutes close to the hospital but out of nowhere, a car came at us and hit the side of the car where Collie was sitting. It was an old thing, our car was. Aluminium. When the other car hit us, it bent the metal to the point that it impaled him through the gut, just below the rib and into the stomach. I had to watch my own husband choke on his own blood in a carwreck and watch until the stomach acids that spilt out of his open fucking wound made him writhe in pain. He still tried to help me, he did. The last thing I remember was him calling my name. When he tried to claw his way over, the metal seared through too much tissue and he died. '''Inches. Away. From. My. Face'''."

She took a minute to genuinely compose herself, recounting the ordeal seemed to take a toll on her, letting the bitterness sweep through her words as she narrowed her eyes at her feet, spitting out pure venom at this point.

"Harvard Lindberg never had a good relationship with anyone from our family except Leon. He used to be so... Violent towards our Liam. And when we found his body, like that, we knew it was him, and I don't care what the courts say about that matter, for it is irrelevant to this case. Secondly, a few months ago I found out that he had been manipulation my cousin, Leon, to stay in a downright abusive and sickening relationship by clouding his judgement and resolve with guilt-tripping and excessive violence. Although you may not see it, I know he's not happy with him. When Collie died, I knew it was no accident. What were the chances of a Lindberg car hitting a Maestro car unless they were being specifically targeted?! He's killing us all one by one. After he gets rid of me, he'll murder his fiancee in cold blood then target my children, all under the guise that he loves and protects them. Harvard Lindberg is a sickening, twisted monster who should be thrown in an incinerator. He may have lost a leg and a child may have been slightly paralysed for like, a fucking day, but I lost my entire family."

She stood up, taking a final intake of breath as she let out a fake sob to drag the court, even more, a frown on her face as she shook her head.

"That is all."