Sophia finally looked at me for the first time during the trial.
Her eyes were filled with hatred, not remorse.
Even now, facing life in prison, she was still angry that I had survived and she had been caught.
The prosecutor, a young man named David Kim, had done an excellent job presenting the case.
He showed the jury all the evidence I had gathered, the hidden camera footage, Marcus’s internet search history, the forged documents, and the arsenic found in our home.
“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,” he had said during closing arguments. “This was not a crime of passion. This was a calculated, cold-blooded murder plot that lasted for months. The defendant slowly poisoned Victoria Martinez while planning to steal her life’s work and live happily ever after.”
The defense lawyer tried to argue that Sophia was manipulated by Marcus, that she was just a victim of his evil plan, but the jury saw through that lie.
