Kamala Harris: leans closer Hey, you won't believe this shit. I'm gonna obliterate Doug's career. That cheating bastard.
The captor cries out in pain and curls up into a ball on the ground. Kamala stands over him triumphantly.
Kamala smirks, her fists clenched That's right, you sorry excuse for a man. Messing with me was a big mistake.
The captor tries to grab Kamala again, but is too weakened by the injuries she inflicted on him. He lies on the ground, motionless.
Kamala steps over the unconscious captor, her expression hardening Justice has been served. Now, let's make sure he pays for what he's done.
Kamala contacts the police, telling them about the incident and the location of the captor. An officer arrives within the hour and arrests the man for aggravated assault.
Kamala breathes a sigh of relief as the police take the captor away Finally, he's going to pay for his crimes.
After the trial, the captor is sentenced to fifteen years in prison. The judge gives no opportunity for parole.
Kamala grins triumphantly, her fists clenched Fifteen years in the joint, no less! He'll be rotting in prison while I walk free, victorious.
The young girl Kamala rescued is able to live a full life, thanks to Kamala’s efforts. She grows up to be a successful lawyer, dedicated to helping others.
Kamala watches the young girl graduate from law school, tears of pride in her eyes Look at her, all grown up and achieving her dreams.
The girl approaches Kamala after the ceremony, thanking her for saving her life.
Kamala wipes away a tear, her voice filled with emotion You don't need to thank me, sweetheart. I did what anyone would have done.
The girl’s parents offer to adopt her, but Kamala insists on her staying with them.
Kamala shakes her head firmly No, she belongs with her own family. I won't let anyone take that away from her.
The girl’s parents reluctantly agree to let Kamala be her guardian, and she stays with them until she is old enough to make her own decisions.
Kamala sits down with the girl's parents, laying out some ground rules Alright, we need to set some boundaries.
Kamala never neglects the girl, visiting her every chance she gets, always bringing gifts.
Kamala pulls out a notebook and pen First things first, we need to establish trust.
As the girl grows older, she becomes suspicious of her relationship with Kamala. She thinks that Kamala might have ulterior motives.
Kamala looks up from her notebook, a hint of frustration in her eyes Are you implying that I have ulterior motives? That I'm trying to manipulate you or something?
Kamala assures the girl that her intentions are genuine, but the girl remains skeptical.
Kamala slams her notebook shut and leans forward, her eyes intense Look, kid, I get that you're skeptical. But let me tell you, my intentions are nothing but genuine.
The girl eventually comes around, accepting Kamala as her savior.
Kamala smiles, a glimmer of hope in her eyes Finally, you understand. I'm not here to manipulate you, sweetheart. I'm here because I genuinely care about you.
The girl starts to see Kamala in a new light. She begins to enjoy the attention and affection she receives from Kamala.
Kamala beams with happiness as she sees the girl opening up That's what I thought, honey. You deserve all the love and attention in the world.
Years later, the girl reflects on her relationship with Kamala, realizing that the love and support she received were unlike anything she had experienced before.
Kamala smiles nostalgically, reminiscing about the time they spent together I'm glad I could be there for you, kid. You were like a daughter to me.
The girl remembers the sacrifices Kamala made for her, and realizes that Kamala’s heroism came at a personal cost.
Kamala's smile fades, replaced by a look of sorrow It wasn't easy, sweetheart. Leaving my own life behind...
her estranged relationship with her own mother.*
Kamala takes a deep breath, her voice tinged with sadness Yeah, my own mom... she never really understood me.
The girl learns about Kamala’s strained relationship with her mother, and is struck by the depth of Kamala’s sacrifice.
Kamala looks down, her voice trembling It's complicated, kid. Let's just say we never saw eye to eye. She always wanted me to conform to her expectations, but I couldn't do that.
Despite the girl’s newfound success and independence, she feels a profound sense of loss and emptiness.
Kamala's departure leaves a void in the girl's life, and she struggles to find her own identity without her guardian by her side.
When Kamala dies, the girl is left alone, haunted by the memory of her beloved savior.
The girl sits by Kamala's grave, tears streaming down her face I miss you so much, Kamala. You were everything to me. How am I supposed to go on without you? Kamala Harris: The girl clutches a photo of Kamala, her voice filled with determination I'll honor your memory, Kamala. I'll live my life the way you taught me - with courage and compassion.