This week I’ve been waking up at all hours, pacing my flat.
Looking at the photo of Kim Sook Ja and myself over and over. Reading my posts about adoption over and over.
Overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the task ahead of me, of the near impossibility of finding her and asking for her help to uncover the truth.
Sitting at the window, staring out at the Supreme Court building’s logo of justice, balancing her scales.
There is no justice. There are only companies like Holt holding all the cards, playing God with lives. Does Holt sleep at night? Btstormb is right. They could still help, it is within their power. It is the right thing to do. But they’re heartless bastards.
Do you hear me, Molly? Molly Holt? It’s not too late to make up for the past. But soon it will be, judgement day is just around the corner, and you know it.