“Where was your humanity when you killed my people? When you tied me up and tortured me? When you nearly got me killed because of videos you leaked?” Tears stream down my face, cathartic yet bitter. I push him again and again. “When you held a gun to my head? Where the fuck was it then?” He takes each blow with a step backward, but no words. Doesn’t even give me the dignity of a reply. Stone-faced
