C309 ~I am not infertile after all~

~I am not infertile after all~

It was a quiet Tuesday morning at the state’s judiciary that Lucy’s final verdict was to be held amidst three other drug king pin. Accompanied with a party of armed police detectives the two sons of the dead oldie, and Lucy arrived the court looking shabby and unkempt; her hair had lost its lushness and dried up as chaff in the sun; her face housed disinterest