The behavior that Jack Manten tried to inflict on Josephine was not exactly what he had planned.
A black woman with gentle features, despite the large scar that took space from her face and which gives her a different character from her personality.
while facing his bare chest after giving him a cold, mocking stare saying.
"If you had met a woman like me or someone I know in your whole life before, you would not have mocked women, and you would not have taken such a reckless act, and now the possibility of believing is based on what you want, but there are those who are watching you at the present time, so do not be reckless in your actions ."
Josephine turned away from before his eyes and left the room quietly, eyes fixed on her confidence, but he stopped her after she came out of the door by holding her hand tightly and said without looking at him.
"I don't know what Cassius was doing by abandoning a woman who was so easily in his hands and running into the company of men."
Josephine turned around hard, her eyes emitting sparks, to face him with her strong fist that pushed him back and was gnashing her teeth.
"What did you just say?"
"Who told you what happened between us?"
He smiled from under his eyes, which he did not raise, and wiped his lower lip, which Josephine had struck and made her bleed with his index finger, then said to her in that annoying tone.
"The snow and your falling in it, the wooden house, and the man who brought you clothes, so that I know something didn't happen between you."
Josephine's thought was in a very deep circle, as if she had been thrown from the sky and trying to cling to any rope that might be thrown to her, between thinking that Cassius knew everything while believing that Jack was the one who was talking to the woman who had been killed by Cassius, and specifically the woman who had received them in the house. In the mountain.
Josephine hurried out of the apartment and was rushing down the street, her face in her overcoat and her hands in her pockets, with quick steps, thoughts swirling in her head like swirls of water in the ocean.
"Damn you, Dad, why do you do this to me...Why do you make me blunder like this and run away from the place where I should go in my time of need...Why Dad..."
Feeling frustrated and needing someone to turn to is all Josephine wanted, especially when you are being let down by the people closest to you, your parents.
A mother does not know where her only daughter is going, and a father wants to lock her up in a house for an unknown period of years. This is Josephine's bewildered situation.
She wandered in the wide streets under the lights of cars whose tires hit the water that left after the sky threw her tears on her in the middle of the night like a woman tired of life and what is in it.
Josephine's eyes focused on those who sleep in the streets, and her eyes fell on a little girl, with clothes in the cold, sitting on the sidewalk with her feet hanging down naked in the water and embracing herself as she eats a loaf of bread that the shopkeeper might throw in the street to the stray dogs .
Her feet took her to the little girl who got up to run between the cars behind the dog who stole the loaf of bread for which she was going to give her life
Josephine ran after her quickly and crossed between the cars to lift her off the ground easily, past the car that had stopped before hitting both of them, and an owner collapsed on her with rude and obscene words.
"You should have watched your daughter!!"
"They don't know how to raise children these days, what a petty woman who doesn't know how to take care of a child!!"
"Shut up you idiot, she's not my daughter, would you be happy if you hit her??!!"
Josephine yelled at him in turn, her voice terrifying the man because he had not expected such a reaction from that sweet little face.
He didn't say another word after that, to get off the road after Josephine crossed the street.
Josephine put her on the ground trying to catch her while the little girl tries to escape from Josephine's hands to run after the small loaf of bread that the dog took and ran away.
"Stop, stop, one second, stop, I have to talk to you."
The little girl stopped and covered her face with her hands as those little tears fell from her hands. Josephine removed those hands and said to her.
"Baby, don't cry, I'm going to bring you plenty of food, I just want to ask you a question."
"W.. so you want... a religion?"
She answered it between her gasps and her red eyes.
"Where are your parents? Tell me, we'll go to them together, and then I'll bring you all food."
One of the people sitting behind her on one of the sidewalks laughed.
"No parents for this girl, she came with a car and was thrown here in this place and from that day until today she lives here on rotten food."
"I don't even know how she's been living for these three months."
Josephine couldn't do anything but update that little girl as she wiped her tired face, looking for hope and still struggling to get food.
What would you do if you had a new family?
Josephine put this question to the little girl while her brain was unaware of her unconscious thought and the actions of her clean heart.
"Would you like to have a family? To take care of you, to feed you, to house you, to clothe you, to educate you, and to put you to sleep in a warm place?"
"I would love it, I would really love it, I don't feel my feet because of the cold, I want to eat but the cold prevents me until I feel my stomach hurts..."
This the little girl wanted to ask Josephine, and Josephine was staring at her and blinking, so she pressed her lip with her teeth and rushed to take off her heavy coat quickly, surrounded by the little girl who was staring at Josephine in shock, and Josephine rushed to carry her off the ground and waved her hand for a taxi.
"Don't worry baby, I'll take care of you."
Elsewhere in a California cabaret, she sits at a table and drinks that quiet drink in her backless dress, her short red hair staring at the dancers.
"Everyone around me is stupid, no one realizes the size of this world, everyone is looking for pleasure, no one is looking for eternal existence in this world."
"What do you mean by eternal existence, Miss Gillan?"
He appeared behind her, passing his head from behind, and she turned her head a little to stare at him with cold, uninterested looks.
"What do you want? What are you doing here? Or do you want to point your gun at me again to break my other leg."
He turned and pulled the chair in front of her and sat up excitedly, his eyes staring at her, as if he just wanted to get her as soon as possible, and scattered his slightly curly hair and smiled and tried to make her smile, but she was drinking her glass as she stared at him.
"Tell me, how's your leg? Is it okay?"
"And how exactly does that matter to you? Why would you care about my leg? Wasn't it you who shot me from the start? Cheh!"
She gave him a mocking look and then said.
"I don't even know how my brother could play a sweet lover in order to get some money from you, or really tell me, did you tell him you'd just give him money? Because I can't believe my brother would do something like that just to get half the money."
"Listen, maybe he's only going to get half of that exact video he made with you, because you were sure that this video would hit millions of views just because the handsome, well-known YouTuber Rang turned out to be gay and he had a boyfriend."
"You may be able to convince the masses that you are having an affair with another gay man and you are actually throwing yourself at his twin sister's feet, but you will not be able to convince the people who know who you really are."
He tilted his head a little while taking out his cigarette to put it in the cigarette holder which he took out of his pocket and stared at it while narrowing his eyes and said to him, but this time he was serious.
"Do I consider your words a threat?"