Alvera was silent for a moment. "Roland Francois, are you feeling guilty?"
Roland frowned.
Alvera scoffed. "Do you regret sending me to prison? You feel guilty, that's why you don't want to hear me say the word criminal."
"Why should I feel guilty? You did a crime, you got the punishment. There's nothing wrong with that."
Alvera smiled. "So I am a criminal. There's nothing wrong with that either."
She stood up suddenly and faced the people in the restaurant, her expression calm. "I am a criminal," she said loudly.
Roland stood up, grabbed her hand and pulled her out.
Alvera shook his hand off. "What are you doing? I haven't finished speaking."
"Shut up."
They stared daggers at each other. The surrounding people were looking on discreetly.
"You're not guilty, are you? You didn't d
