Deanna's POV:
Luis had the phone on speaker.
He stood by my hospital bed, looking down at me as he asked, "What do you think?"
So they had found Zelena.
Violet had gone along, too, saying she would teach her a good lesson.
Originally, I had wanted to avenge Puddy myself.
But everyone insisted I rest and didn't want me getting too worked up.
Just then, Zelena's hysterical cursing came through the phone. "Deanna, you bitch! What makes you think you deserve such a good life?"
I gripped the cup beside my bed so hard my nails dug into my palm, and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Let her find out what a real bitch looks like."
Luis took my clenched hand in his, lifted it to his lips for a kiss, and said in a slow, measured tone, "Send her to the club to work as a whore."
Erik gave a brief acknowledgment on the other end.
Immediately after, I heard Zelena scream in absolute terror.
"No! This is illegal! I'll report you! Ahh—"
Her words were cut off by a sudden shriek of pain, and then the call ended.
...
Later, when Violet came to visit me, she mentioned a few things in passing.
Zelena had been sent off to work as a prostitute.
I heard that once she got there, she had to service over a dozen men a day.
She couldn't accept her situation. Her dignity had been trampled into the ground. She tried desperately to escape but was caught every time.
In the end, during her final attempt to run, she was beaten to death by those people.
Alice and Jerry also collapsed from the shock after learning about everything Zelena had done.
When I finished hearing all of this, I felt nothing.
If I still had even a shred of sympathy for Zelena, that would be the greatest injustice to Puddy.
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