Chapter 120

• I opened my eyes slowly and cringed as I felt a cold body lying on my lap. I was tied to a chair in a sitting position in such a way that I couldn't move any part of my body except my head. The room was dim because I could see through the window that it was getting close to dawn, the moment when my life would cease to exist.
• My eyes lowered to whatever was resting on my lap and there was the body of Lola, stark naked and it seemed to be embalmed with the smashed face wrapped.
• I was about to scream in sadness when it occurred to me once again that the body wasn't truly Lola's. The strong belief was pumping through my veins, but I was also heartbroken to realize that even if Lola was still alive, I wouldn't be able to see her because, in a few hours, my body would be hanging in the market square gallows, with everyone spitting at me.