In the first, the noble heroine, Justine, was constantly set upon by villains who conducted the cruelest villainies upon her, always narrowly escaping...the serious injuries and death suffered by her fellow victims, who were treated far worse than we treated you." And worse than you have treated us, I thought, but I also thought it unwise to comment. "So? Wait a second, I just remembered something. No, go on talking." "The second novel, Juliet, featured a heroine who was a villain herself. She. I would leave office early to catch a movie with her. One thing Mala never did was talk about her past and this spiraled up my already burning desire to unearth this magical woman, where did she get this charm and intelligence. On a fortunate Sunday evening, we both decided to watch the before trilogy at a stretch and we did that with ease and comfort as our encounters are often filled with such sessions. Mala started talking about love for the first time in her life, she cursed the. I was exactly where you were now…” I got interrupted.“No, you weren’t,” she said.“Stressed freshman with less than optimal grades, only without the big breasts and oh so tight body? Too much?” I said.She smiled at that and said, “No, I have gotten worse. I have an insane work schedule. Haven’t exactly learned to juggle those two yet. He doesn’t want to hear it.”I tilted my head sideways with my hand on my jaw. “The T.A.? The tall dude that lurks in the class? That one?”“Yup. So, I had to. Tears streamed down her cheeks, making her face and breasts glisten in the firelight of the torches. As I sat to begin the interrogation, she said loudly that she had already confessed, that there was no reason to cause her harm or pain and that she had done all she could. She protested that she was penitent and that she would be a good member of the church. My smile was slow and slight as I looked at her and struck her with fear. I simply explained that she had confessed to being a witch, and.