Hanna pov 24 hours were up and Trisha was transferred to the room we had requested for. I was waiting for a moment that we will be left alone. Trisha was a strong person. She tried to smile as much as she can. The nurses left us and I stayed with her. “Trish,” I tried to start a conversation. “Hanna. It was Diem. I only knew about it that day when he suddenly came in to the apartment and he put this cloth over your face. I swear I didn’t know anything about this before. Hanna you have got to believe me. I am so sorry.....I should have listened to you. He was not the kind of person I thought he was....I should have...Hanna I’m sorry....” I watched her trying to explain everything. She tried to avoid my eyes as much as possible. I let her talk. When she started to stammer and gasp for