Justice After Twelve Years

**“I thought the nightmare was over… until I opened a message from the man who graped me

seven years earlier. I was only 18 when he followed me home from a party and forced his way in.

I went to the police with evidence—witnesses, texts, a grape kit—but they told me it

was ‘too hard’ to prosecute. I tried to move on… until one night, I saw his name in

my message requests. My hands were shaking before I even clicked. The messages were rambling… panicked…

and then he wrote it: ‘So I guess I graped you. I won’t do it to anyone else ever.’

A full confession. Prosecutors warned me not to get my hopes up again, but I refused to

let him disappear this time. We pushed, the story went public… and suddenly he