"Please, listen, I don't know anything. He never told me what he was going to do. He threatened to kill me if I don't do it!"
"It's been almost three months now and you're still coming here to f*****g apologize. For what? I've told you, I do not want to see your f*****g face. You're a f*****g betrayer and you I know that you're now f*****g Rusmof or whatever his f*****g name is! Now, get the f**k out and don't f*****g return here again. If you f*****g love me, prove it. Get me out of this f*****g place!"
He left the phone hanging and was escorted by the guards back to his cell. I couldn't help but cry each time I visited my husband. As the months wore by, he was only looking as bad as ever. His hair was like an abandoned forest, his face was already bringing out some bad porees, he was
