I never told my mother-in-law that I was a judge. To her, I was just an unemployed money-grubber. -olweny

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Sometimes.

And that day, as it later turned out, they decided that my son would pay.

The guard stood by the door.

The nurse called the doctor on duty.

I saw that one of the employees was already taking a step towards me.

The mother-in-law played with great precision.

There were tears in her voice.

Tear.

Words about psychosis.

After the birth, this takes on a special meaning for those who see you for the first time.

The hair is messy.

The face is pale.

My hands are trembling.

You scream.

You are covered in blood and pain.

It is very easy to become a dangerous woman.

I only had time to say:

—He hit me. He tried to take my son away.

Galina Petrovna interrupted:

— Look at her. She is in a delirium. She hasn’t been in her right mind for a very long time.

And then the head of security took a closer look at me.

Not as a patient.

As if he were a familiar face.

Her facial expression changed almost imperceptibly.

I probably wouldn’t have noticed it if I hadn’t been used to reading facial expressions my whole life.

‘Noble Judge?’ he said in a hushed voice.

The room became so quiet that I could hear the hiss of the oxygen behind the wall.

Galina Petrovna blinked her eyes.

She still doesn’t understand it.

‘Pardon?’ he asked again.

The head of security straightened up.

— Judge Elena Vorontsova. Federal District Court.

He said it without emphasis.

But it was precisely that simplicity that destroyed everything.

The mother-in-law turned so pale so quickly that it looked as if her bones had been ripped out.

Leo started crying again.

Stronger this time.

One of the guards approached her cautiously.

— Hand the child to the nurse.

She didn’t let go of him.