Pov. Lila
A few minutes later I returned to the roof, where I saw the real horror, my mother was going to shoot Plato. She's gone mad, committing one crime after another.
" Drop the gun, mom!"
"Get out of here, you slut! You'll never get it! And I regret the day I gave birth to one miserable b***h! I don't care about you! Die!" She was choking with anger, and at this moment the police will appear, they reacted in time and took the revolver from her.
I run to Plato in complete shock, who tries to calm me down.
"Baby, it's over! Please don't cry! I love you! Come on, you've suffered so much all day!" carefully leads away for itself, the danger has passed.
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Two years later...
It's a beautiful summer day, Alice in my arms and we're sitting in the garden. The child admires the sun,
