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In a hospital room, in the emergency department, there's a college student just laying on the hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling.
She doesn't have her shoes on.
She's got her hands on her face.
She looks very stressed.
Someone is in the room with her recording her.
That's how we know this.
She's rubbing her face.
I'm going to have such a long day tomorrow.
Oh my God. I'm not going to answer anyone's snapchats.
I'm not going to answer anyone's questions.
The person recording her does not respond to her.
Does not even try to comfort her or anything.
Just records her in silence.
She slowly turns her head over to look at the camera man briefly while she's laying there.
Well, you're too quiet.
I'm going to start singing now because I hate the quiet.
He still doesn't respond.
Not much of a response. So she just starts singing, laying there flat on her back on the hospital bed.
I mean, clearly, she's not that injured.
She's singing, moving her arms around, doing the finger guns.
Eventually, she needs to get up and put more effort into this performance.
She sits up in her hospital bed, takes off her socks, sits criss-cross applesauce, and starts singing.
You know those cute little TikToks that are me at 3 a.m.
pretending to be performing on my tour?
It's kind of like that. She's cupping her face.
She's flipping her hair.
She's singing. She's singing intentions by Justin Bieber.
The lyrics go, picture perfect.
You don't need no filter.
Gorgeous. Make him drop dead.
You're a killer. Show her you with all my attention.
Yeah, these are my only intentions.
She's like whipping her head around.
She's staring straight at the person quietly filming her.
Oh, yeah. You never answered me about my car.
Have school tomorrow. How do I get my car here tomorrow?
A very low man's voice is heard behind the camera.
Your car is totaled. It's what?
It's totaled. Totaled.
Totaled. Rect. Okay. So how do I get to school tomorrow?
You don't. So I don't go to school tomorrow.
Is that where you're telling me?
No, ma'am. You want me to be honest with you?
You're going to jail. You don't have a bond.
You killed two people tonight.
That's what's going on.
So yeah, no. You're not going to school tomorrow.
That man filming is a police officer.
Is she going to high school, middle school?
College. Okay. This is the case of Stephanie Melgosa, the college student who killed two people and proceeded to complain the whole time of how this could happen to her.
She would ask about emailing her professor and sing songs at the crime scene.
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There will be two separate cases included in today's episode.
So one problem that we've been struggling with is we get a lot of requests for cases that are either ongoing and developing, or we just haven't been able to find much information on enough to do this full comprehensive deep dive.
And since we only post twice a week, we thought this would be the best way to bring you those stories in this format.
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So with that being said, let's get started.
10.16 PM. Authorities are called to the scene on 2208 Main Street.
In front of a bar called Full Throttle, literally right in front of a bar, there's been an accident.
Right when they get there, they see this Dodge Dark Car parked in the middle of the road, it's red.
And there's pretty substantial damage to the front of it.
There's this massive large dent to the front hood.
There seems to be, what appears to be Blood Splatter, a girl named Stephanie Melgosa is standing off to the side and she seems relatively unhingered.
And honestly, not even in a state of shock, the officer's approach her and she tells them, I called it as soon as this shit happened.
I go to Bradley, the university nearby, it's actually a top ranked private university.
So just keep that in mind.
This is an Illinois. I go to Bradley.
Why would this shit happen to me?
The officer asks her if anyone took her information and she starts pointing at him.
Her finger is pretty close to his chest.
Your friend took my license.
Your friend took my license.
The officer asks her, were you leaving the bar or were you, I was coming here.
It's a little strange how comfortable she is right now.
The way she's talking to the officers, it reminds me of how someone would talk to their mom.
When a mom tells you, why did you do that?
And you almost half wine.
You told me to. I was doing what you told me.
I was coming here. I was coming here.
You know, I just got in my night started.
Do you have anything illegal on you?
Yes, I have marijuana in my purse.
Have you had any marijuana tonight?
No. Is it legal there? No.
Oh, completely illegal.
Yeah. Wow. He has her put her purse on the hood of the cop car and she's still holding some items in her hands.
He asks her to put them down and she says, my vape too.
She later asks, I mean, I graduated in four weeks.
Is this going to affect anything?
She gets a full pat down before they put her in the back seat of the cop car and the police, they don't want to ask her more questions right now.
Right now, their priority are the two people because near that red car, that Stephanie's car, there are two people laying covered in blood dead on the ground near the car.
Right there at the scene, there are contorted bodies.
Even though her car is red, it's pretty easy to see how much blood has splattered all over the windshield and the front bumper of her car.
There is blood quite literally everywhere.
There is a woman laying about 30 feet from the red car, which is quite far.
But her leg, part of her leg has been completely severed and is attached to the front of Stephanie's vehicle.
It's stuck on the front bumper of the car, sticking out the front grill.
There are photos, it's blurred, but there are photos of this leg.
There's another man laying about 90 feet from the car and the officers are seeing trying to perform CPR on their bodies, but they're not moving.
Their bodies are in a really bad state.
It stated that at least both of them had partial leg amputations as well as full body blood force trauma all over.
She knew that. She's looking at it.
Right? Yes, she's at the crime scene.
She sees this. She sees the two people.
I think completely. She's like, I called 911 right when this shit happened.
Paul Pro went and Andrea Rosewitz.
They had been at the full throttle bar.
And since they had a drink or two, they wanted to be safe.
They started walking back home.
I don't think that either of them were quite drunk, but I think even a sip you shouldn't be driving.
So they're being extra cautious.
They don't want to put themselves.
They don't want to put others at risk.
It's 10pm. It's not that dangerous of a road until Stephanie Mel goes out, starts driving.
And it's very clear from the get go that she is so intoxicated.
She tries to make it seem like she was heading to the bar.
She's heading to full throttle to quote get her night started.
But the officer, they read her her Miranda rights and asked her, are you open to explaining which has happened?
And she's sitting in the back seat of this police car at the scene.
And she's like, yeah, I was coming to the full throttle.
And I was almost here as you can see.
Were you driving this way or that way?
I was coming here. And suddenly one person, she sticks her index finger in front of the police officer.
One person walked out in front of me and my car got hit.
And I called you as soon as I got hit.
My car got hit. Yes. You called 911?
Yes, I called 911. She's nodding her head up and down also the whole time.
Like I freaking told you how many times I have to tell you I called 911 as soon as something happened.
And then someone said, oh, someone else is hit.
And I was like, oh my god, how did that happen?
Okay, so what happened when you hit that one person?
I just called you. That's all I know.
I called you. Did they fall down right away or did you get out and help them?
What happened? I got out.
I called you. And then everyone else came out.
So I just kind of let them come and take the situation over.
But I promise you, I only knew one person got hit and I'm just like, they came out of nowhere because like, I'm a safe driver.
I get it. I get it. If you had to estimate how fast you were going, I would say at least at least 40, maybe 40, 45, but at least 40.
The speed limit on this road is 30.
You think that you were going too fast for this dark area?
I honestly don't think I was going too fast because I try to be cautionary about where I'm at, but I just know that one person came out of nowhere.
Did you have your lights on?
Yes, sir. So obviously you saw them and there was no time to react.
And she almost gets half up out of her seat in the back of the police car like she's gossiping with friends and they're reaffirming her no time.
That's word. That's word.
That's word. That's word.
All right, so where were you coming from?
I was coming from Tavern 41 on Stirling Avenue.
Tavern 31, 41. 41, yes, sir.
And you left Tavern 41 and drove straight here, yes, sir.
Over the course of the night, how much of you had to drink?
Like, I probably had like three drinks.
What is like three drinks?
Are you talking like what type of drinks?
Just vodka? Straight vodka or mixed drinks?
And vodka and water. So I was staying hydrated, you know?
Like right now, if you had me do a test, I think I would pass.
Just don't test me. But I think I would.
I think I would pass. I'm going to be honest.
We are going to do those tests here in a little bit.
But how long ago was your last drink if you had to say about 40 minutes?
So about 40 minutes ago, you were drinking and then you drove.
Were you drinking while you were in the vehicle or was this the last drink at the bar?
At the bar. On a scale of one through ten, one being the least drunk you've ever been and ten being the most drunk you've ever been.
Where would you say you'd put yourself right now?
Five. Because I've been very drunk and like right now I see you, I see everyone, I know the situation like I'm aware of everything.
The police do an eyesight coordination test, which she's going to follow the officer's light with just her eyes.
I think it's wild because she has seen smiling and laughing for even a few seconds of it.
And I, okay, listen, I tend to give people a lot of grace when it comes to nervous laughing.
I'm a nervous laffer. You give me slightly bad news, take me off guard.
I will smile because I feel very stressed on how to respond.
But nervous, smiling and laughing in my opinion do not extend to this level.
Like they, they're just minor stressors.
This is, this is a life threatening life consequential type of situation.
But she's smiling and giggling because it's hard not to move her head, you know, and she's like following the light with her eyes.
At one point she even grabs hold of her face with both of her hands.
The whole eye coordination test, which is supposed to test how jerky your eyes are when they move side to side.
So when you're drunk, no matter how good you are at quote, hiding it or behaving like you're sober, it's very hard to fake this test.
Hmm. So your eyes are what?
They jerk. Okay. So for example, right now if you're sober and I move my finger across the screen, you can follow them very smoothly even to the corners of your eyes and then back.
It's almost like a, it's almost like a train going back and forth.
You'll notice that drunk people, it's like three points.
They look straight, then they jump to the left, then they jump to the right, then they look straight.
It's very jerky. And then even when they're looking to the nearest of the left or the right, their eyes will have these jerking movements, almost like twitches, if you will.
Because if you're that drunk, that's what happens.
It's very difficult to hide it.
At one point the officer tells her, you got to put your hands down and she's like fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, fine, like they're playing a game and she broke the rules.
And you can visibly see on the camera that her eyes are jerky.
It's like a three point, like one, two, three that she's doing with her eyeballs.
She states the eye test is so hard she would rather just walk in a straight line for them, which don't worry, she is instructed to do just that next one foot in front of the other.
She's going to do that, then go back to her original standing position, back and forth, back and forth.
And it's likely that she knew that this was going to trip her because the minute that she does a few feet in front of the other, she just stops, puts her feet right next to each other.
And then she's like, oh, let me try again.
She acts confused on, wait, what were the instructions again?
It's very choppy, it's very shaky.
Then she's told a balance on one leg.
I mean, she can barely keep her balance.
She looks like a gymnast who is about to fall off the balance beam, so they kick their other leg up to gain stability.
That's what she's doing.
After that, the police want her to take a blow test to check her alcohol.
And they tell her, take a long, hard, steady blow into the straw like you're blowing up a balloon.
And she starts smiling and giggling and asks, blowing up a what?
It's almost a sexual joke, it seems.
And then she giggles before blowing into the test.
The other police officers standing on the side, they look so, so, so done with her.
Like, these are the same officers that were just performing CPR on the two bodies on the side of the road.
And now they're watching her making this seemingly sexual joke.
She's even seen smiling while being handcuffed and escorted to the back of the cop car.
She is smiling. While the other officers, they look depressed.
I don't know how else to put it.
They just look over it, they look depressed.
They're the only ones that seem to grasp what just happened to Paul and Andrea.
Both Paul and his girlfriend Andrea were found deceased at the scene.
It was clear that they weren't going to make it.
One officer report reads, Andrea's left leg had been completely severed below the knee.
She had a de-blasteration to the inside of her right thigh.
I observed that her right forearm and wrist were completely broken.
She had blood draining out of her left ear.
This for Paul, another officer wrote in his incident report.
I observed that he was missing his right leg below the knee.
He was not alert and had blood coming from his mouth.
I felt a weak pulse and began CPR.
My squad started to carten off the crime scene.
In a short time later, I observed the firefighters' placing sheets over both the victims.
I walked over to the front of the suspect vehicle and observed a severed leg and foot with a shoe on it that was pinned to the front bumper of the suspect vehicle.
I observed a second severed lower leg and foot on the ground next to the grass.
The officer asked the bartender of the bar because at this point all the bartenders, all the bar patrons had run out.
They had heard this massive crash.
So they're figuring out what's going on.
The officer asked the bartender if the victims drove to the bar.
She points at an SUV in the parking lot.
She believed that was theirs, which it was confirmed to be theirs.
Indicating, they didn't want to endanger anyone by driving because they had something to drink.
So they left on foot. They did the right thing.
They did the safest thing for themselves and for others on the road.
But Stephanie and Mel Goza did not.
They did everything right and they were still killed.
Another officer notes that while at the crime scene, Stephanie was just standing off to the side just watching while people perform CPR on the victims.
These are not the victims' friends, family.
These are not. I don't even think they're medical professionals.
They're just random bar patrons and bar staff that want to help.
Other people are just freaking out, running hysterical.
I mean, this is crazy. And this was not on the body cam footage, but the officer wrote in his incident report that Stephanie told him, I'm willing to cooperate with everything and do whatever you want, as long as you're not mean to me.
She kept insisting and I quote, so I can tell you right now that it was not two people.
She stated that it was just one person that ran out onto the road all of a sudden, which she's not that credible because the legal limit for alcohol for driving is 0.08.
Stephanie Mel Goza's blood alcohol level was 0.253, almost three times the legal limit.
Typically that is severe, severe impairment.
All mental, physical, and sensory functions are severely impaired.
Even just walking is dangerous for the drunk person because that person is likely going to have increased risks of accidents, of faults.
They have severely impaired coordination and balance.
It's also likely the risk of choking on their own vomit at this stage of alcohol impairment is heightened.
And because of that, Paul and Andrea are now dead.
Their cause of death were both listed as multiple blunt force traumas sustained as a pedestrian being struck by a motor vehicle.
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When the authorities are getting her ready to be taken to the hospital, Stephanie Melgosa starts talking again.
Can I ask you a question?
I have an 8 a.m. tomorrow at Bradley and 8 a.m.
class. Will I be able to make it or should I email my professor?
The officer seems kind of taken it back and just tells her for the time being they're going to be together for the next few hours at least.
She's like, yet no problem as long as I can text my professor.
On the way to the police station, she's telling the officer that's driving that she's so embarrassed.
Not because of what she did.
She explains while laughing, I didn't think you could hear me but he heard me.
Oh my gosh, that's so embarrassing.
I thought I was by myself in the back but I wasn't alone.
Oh gosh. What is she talking about?
She was singing to herself in the back of the cop car and she thought she was alone but there was another police officer that hurt her and she was embarrassed.
The officer just ignores her and starts driving at which point you can kind of hear her mumbling and singing in the back and it sounds like she's asking the officer to sing tunes.
He responds, sing tunes, I don't think it's the appropriate time to sing tunes right now.
He just tells her that they're going to go to St.
Francis, the hospital, to do a ton of paperwork to which she responds, I have an internship there next summer.
Clearly, she's not aware that she's likely going to be in prison next summer.
Do you? Yeah, when I graduate, I'm excited, yeah, the Department of Health, they recruited me as an official analyst.
Oh, okay. And it's going to be $17 an hour, which is a good job for starting out, coming out of college.
I understand. I'm excited.
I'm scared but I'm just ready to work and not be in the food industry for once, you know?
Eventually, they tell her you understand what we're going to do.
For soft, I'm going to let you know that you did hit two people total.
I did not. You did. I did it purposely.
Okay, well, however you want to wear it yourself, that's fine.
I'm just telling you, there's two people struck by your vehicle and both are dead.
I did not hit them. Okay, well, I'm telling you that two people that they, you hit them with your car.
Why would I call 911 if two people struck your vehicle?
I'm telling you, they're both deceased on this scene.
I'm just telling you that information, okay?
She honestly looks agitated in the back of this police car.
Like he's lecturing her about something that she already knows.
They finally get out of the car.
They start walking towards the emergency entrance of this hospital and she mentions that she does have blood on her.
And the police officer, honestly, he is maintaining his call this whole time.
He's very calmly just explaining, well, your whole windshield is shattered, so that's understandable.
I know what I did and I know what I didn't do.
And it's not true. If it were true, I would be crying.
You know what I mean? I'd be like, oh my God, I did this.
I'd be like, but you know, I know what I did.
What does she think she did?
She thinks that someone jumped out in front of her car and hit her.
One person. Okay. And then she immediately called the police because she didn't know anything wrong and that person has passed.
Yes. Yes. And that's likely not even what happened and she's very drunk.
Yeah. Yeah, but still even so, like nobody would be like, yes.
Okay. That's a very good point.
Even if her version of events is true, her behavior is bizarre.
Yeah. So it's like, you know, like, yes, she's under influence and all of that.
But even when stated that fact, it's still like, I don't know.
It's still really odd. It gets worse.
Her behavior gets weirder.
So when they get into the hospital room, it's just, Stephanie Mel goes in, the police officer inside the room and she starts rambling about how excited she is about going to Vegas.
She literally says, I'm going to Vegas.
It's going to be so much fun.
I'm going to spend at least $500 because I'm going to start off with two long islands, which is an alcoholic beverage.
The police officer turns around because he had been doing paperwork this whole time.
His body cam is on and that's how we know this footage.
But he's been doing paperwork.
He turns around. You haven't had enough drinking already.
We're talking about Vegas.
I feel like, I mean, Vegas, you know, have you been there?
He ignores her and he keeps using his phone to which she says, I swear to God, if you're snap chatting right now and I'm not, I'm going to be mad.
According to a few officers, she kept asking for her phone because she needed to snap chatting her friends and she kept stating this is the longest she's ever gone without snap chatting her friends.
Later she gets escorted into a bigger hospital room and she's laying on the hospital bed.
This is when she starts singing Justin Bieber songs and keeps asking the officer about when she's going to get her car back because she has classes tomorrow and he tells her and he's so done with her, she's honestly cruel.
He tells her she's not going to class tomorrow.
She's been arrested for killing two people, but she bypasses all of this information and us.
Can I get it Tuesday from my night class?
Can I get my car Tuesday from my night class?
Did you just hear what I told you?
You said I'm not going tomorrow, but I'm asking about Tuesday.
Did you understand the part where I said you killed two people tonight?
I'm just wondering when I can go back to school.
Okay, we're done. We're done because he dismisses her.
He's like, okay, we're done.
She rolls her eyes, leans back down to lay down on the hospital bed and the man tells her, you could care less about killing two people tonight.
That's sad. You're pathetic and horrible all at the same time.
And he was so composed throughout this whole situation and she turns to him laying down and says, can you say that as a cop?
What? Yes, ma'am, I can.
It's kind of strange that she gets so upset and even questions if he can't even say that.
If you can even do that to hurt treat her like this, like how dare he when she literally killed two people.
Okay, so can I ask when I get to go back to school?
Should I email my professors that I can't go back to school for a while or what?
Because I graduated in four weeks.
Like, I need to know. I don't know.
The officer is sitting down and she's laying on the hospital bed like it's her couch and she's just chit chatting with her best friend in her living room.
That's the position. Even if I didn't have a police officer in my hospital room, I don't think that I would be that comfortable in a hospital room.
The way she's laying, it's like, you know when you put your, you bend at your knees and then you almost kind of rest them on top of each other and her legs are kind of spread out.
It's just very, her body language is just so comfortable.
I don't even think that I would lay down like this at a friend's house on this.
Because I may be sleeping over unless maybe I'm, I don't know, so close with them.
She looks like she's about to binge watch a Netflix show by herself and she's staring at the police officer and he just responds to be quite frank.
I'm a little bit more worried about the two people who are dead right now to be fair.
She rolls her eyes and repeats to be fair.
For a second, she's laying there rather quietly, well quietly for her.
So I thought, I thought maybe she's done now, right?
But she continues. Oh my God.
I can't wait to join the DUI club.
All my coworkers have them.
Oh my God, all of them have them.
They're going to be like, so fucking, oh my God, I got to text them.
She calls it a DUI club. She's so excited and happy.
The officer reports that throughout the night she kept asking for her phone so that she could text her friends that she finally joined the DUI club.
She continues rambling to herself and she's smiling as she's saying that by the way, the whole DUI club.
She's smiling about how silly goofy she and her coworkers are.
And finally, she sits up at the edge of the hospital bed, still talking to, I don't know who.
It's okay though, because they're taking me to Vegas for my birthday in two months.
That'll be fun. We just can't wait.
It'll be like, partying.
And she starts singing again.
How old is she turning? She's 24, so I assume she's turning, well, 25 maybe.
And then she starts singing again.
She was charged with failure to reduce speed to avoid an accident, possession of cannabis in a motor vehicle and aggravated reckless driving resulting in death, as well as aggravated DUI resulting in death.
I mean, essentially, she went to a bar, got very drunk, and then had a giant bottle of Tito's vodka in her car and presumably was drinking while driving literally and then hit them.
I think that she just didn't see them because she was so drunk.
I think, like, crossing the street.
We don't know. It seems like they were just on the side walking like you normally would.
Yeah, it doesn't. There was no statement that they were crossing the street or anything.
It seems like it was purely, she just almost basically aimed at them is the feeling.
I don't think that she intentionally did, obviously.
She had weed in her purse as well as that large bottle of Tito's vodka in her car.
Now, there's a lot of notable moments from this case.
We don't have much information on really anybody.
We don't have much information on the victim or how they were walking out, which part of the road they were walking or any witness statements from Stephanie Melgosa at the previous bar that she was at because she would plead guilty.
So we didn't need any of these testimonies.
There wasn't really no trial.
Now, other notable moments from this case include, well, in the back of the police car, because there's a camera there.
She's being driven to the hospital and she starts pointing out the fact that the officer's window is so clean in the back seat that it almost looks transparent.
She said, damn, your windows are really clean.
I thought it was down. I thought your window was down like dead ass.
Your windows are really clean.
Look, if you were in my position, you would be like, that window is down.
You keep your vehicle well-maintenance.
She then continues to sway and dance to imaginary music.
She also angrily states to the camera that one of the officers is being a dick by accusing her of being drunk.
And she says, I've never been more comprehensive or what's the word?
I guess. I don't know. That's about it.
She literally says that.
Mind you, she's talking to herself in the camera.
Then she continues to sway and dance to the music, which is the thing that she does on and off the entire night.
At one point, she starts dancing in the back seat in a way that I can only describe as intense dancing.
I mean, she's melding words to a song.
She looks like she's about to grind on the seat, making faces like you would if you're performing on stage.
She also asks the officer, while he's driving, can I hit my nicotine pen?
Please. This all I want.
He tells her no and she goes, ah, fine, I'll just pretend.
She pretends to suck in air like she's using a vape pen.
It's the most ridiculous footage I've seen in a really long time.
And she comments, feels the same, honestly, and keeps doing it, even exhaling like she's puffing out smoke.
She has pled guilty to all her charges and she was sentenced to 14 years in prison.
She is 24 years old. She said in court, I'm so sorry for everything and I'll never, ever commit anything like that again.
I have not drank since that day.
I do not plan on drinking ever again.
I want to try and do something positive to make a difference.
Speak out about this and warn others about the dangers that come with drinking.
Which, I mean, she was out on bail, but also you're going to prison.
So I imagine that you don't really have a choice in whether you're drinking or not for the foreseeable future.
So it's not really something to say, like, ah, look, I've changed.
Her attorney also argued that he wanted to quote, pay it forward by using her story to prevent others from making the same mistake.
Then Stephanie Melgosa turned to Paul and Andrea's family and said, I never meant to hurt anyone.
I'm sorry for the pain that I've caused.
I will not forget them and I will live with this every day.
Which is the most generic statement that you could ever say.
One of Paul and Andrea's family members stated, you have destroyed multiple families with your selfishness.
You have zero consideration for others.
It was her decision to drive drunk and she should be held accountable because you chose to drink, you chose to get drunk and then drive.
Our friends and family have a sentence of daily pain and grief that grows greater each and every day.
But most importantly, Paul and Andrea have lost their lives, such precious gifts, lofts forever.
The victim's family stated that it was Stephanie Melgosa's decision and her decision alone to drink and drive that night.
They demanded the maximum sentence of 28 years, which they sadly did not receive.
She has to serve at least 85% of her 14-year sentence, meaning she could get out in 11 and a half years.
She won't even be 40. She's still in her 30s.
But I don't think that she's going to learn anything from this because her dad even came out to ask online trolls to leave their family alone.
So her dad states that their daughter is paying for the crime by being behind bars, which is personally with DUIs, I think it should be treated like murder.
I don't think that just because you were drunk, you should get less time.
If she had gone out and killed these two people with a knife, she would have gotten life in prison.
And I think that's what she deserved.
He states that their daughter is paying for the crime by being behind bars.
He says that he and his family have received mountains of hate comments.
He writes on Facebook, we grieve with Paul and Andreas family and we are so sorry for what our daughter did to them.
We can't be sorry enough, but this harassment has to stop.
He stated that, quote, cowards sit behind a keyboard and post pictures of our family and defame our character.
He argued that he and the rest of the family should not have to pay for her crime.
He argues our daughter did a horrible thing and will pay for it for the next 14 years of her life.
The rest of my family did nothing.
Hell, her brother is serving right now.
I'm assuming in the military.
So these cowards can sit behind a computer and keyboard and post pictures of our family and defame our character.
This harassment has to stop, though.
What does that mean? Like what kind of defaming she talking about?
I saw, I mean, the case won viral and I saw a lot of people asking who are the parents.
I saw some pictures of their family being released, but most of them that I saw came across.
They had the pictures of the siblings blurred.
So it's mainly the parents.
Their pictures are out there where they work because he works for the government.
I think I had like a county clerk's office.
I don't know if the harassment is just people calling her horrible things because that is what they are doing online for what she did.
I just think it's a very bizarre response.
I do believe that her siblings should be kept out of it.
I don't think that siblings should be held responsible for their siblings' actions.
Leave them alone. But I also believe if you're a parent, this response is just odd to me.
It feels very self-centered.
You could argue he's trying to protect his other children, but I personally feel...
I think his action is feeding into if he really wants this type of behavior to stop.
This response is only going to make people target him more because...
I mean, look at it. You're not really the victim here.
Yes. I think that's a problem.
Some people could argue, yes, maybe some of the online trolls have taken it too far, but you're not the victim in this situation.
And the verb that she keeps using is like, hey, I do feel bad for Paul and Andrea and their family.
Yeah, I do. However, I'm the victim.
That's the whole tone of it.
It's unfortunate that this happened to everyone.
I don't know. I don't feel bad for you.
Yeah. It's about how they're struggling, how they're feeling, and to even bring up the 14-year sentence.
It kind of feels like a slap in the face because it's far too little for taking away two people's lives.
It's almost like, give it up, guys.
She's serving her time.
What else do you want from us?
I just thought the parents could use this as a time to really question themselves of how they raise their children to end up like this.
But not only that, it gets worse.
So what's crazy is she ends up still receiving her diploma from Bradley University.
Everybody was so upset.
At first, everyone thought that she would even be walking at the graduation because she was out on bail.
And there was such a huge uproar.
Students were threatening to not show up.
It was really bad. She was eventually banned from walking, but she still received her degree.
The even more unhinged part is some people actually defend her online, stating, there is not one person on earth that hasn't made a mistake sometime in their life.
Wow. Yeah, to that person, I would just like to say.
No way. Isn't not a lot of people, right?
No, this is a small group of people.
And maybe like they are the mistake.
I don't know. Your lack of common sense and good judgment is the mistake here.
How could you even say that?
One person commented on Stephanie's father's Facebook post, my heart hurts for you and your family.
Stephanie is a wonderful person and you're a great family.
I'm sorry for the people who don't understand your situation.
I pray for you daily, hoping for forgiveness and understanding.
One person wrote, it's wild how her boyfriend and dad claim to be victims in all of this.
I hate people so much. To which someone comments back, how are they not victims in all of this?
They lost a daughter and girlfriend to prison and have been harassed and they didn't even do it.
She did it. I'm so confused.
I don't think that's the argument.
I think it's the way he posted on Facebook.
I mean, just like a few generic sentences for Paul and Andrea, the victim and their family and then the rest is about them.
It's just bizarre. It's bizarre.
But nonetheless, I do think most netizens do not like her.
They feel zero sympathy for her and probably her dad as well.
They write. Can you say that as a cop about the cop calling her pathetic?
Honestly, that officer exercised an incredible amount of restraint.
You can hear the anger and the incredulity in his voice.
And I'm certain that officer saw the condition of the victims and her nonchalants would have angered anyone.
She obviously did not give a fuck.
A weaker person than that officer would have wreaked vengeance.
There were some arguments that she was clearly so drunk that her mind likely did not register the gravity of what she had done.
I personally have never been that drunk enough to say, but those who have been, those who have been very, very intoxicated before wrote online, even in my most wrecked days back in college, I've never been so hammered as to not care if I've just killed two people.
Being drunk just lets the real you show.
I bet her true self has horrific disregard for other people.
I mean, even her sober actions after being arrested and what she said during to the family and everything is just bizarre.
To make matters worse, it's alleged that while out on bail before her sentencing, Stephanie Mel goes, a got married to her boyfriend and got pregnant.
Wait, before? Oh, how? Why?
She gets arrested. I think she had $150,000 bail.
So she paid $15,000 of it, got out awaiting the sentencing and within that few months man, she got married and then got pregnant and then had a gender reveal.
Okay. Yeah. Allegedly, the caption to the now since deleted Instagram post posted allegedly by Stephanie Mel goes, a reads, through the hardest time of my life.
I never thought I would have someone come into my life and become such a big part of me.
Through my worst, I have found someone who wanted to stand by me and help me get through the toughest moments, but also someone to create beautiful moments with.
Something that I wasn't sure would happen again.
I truly believe this is what it means to find a lifelong partner.
I'm truly blessed to be able to call you my husband.
So as of right now, she is in jail for the next 11 years, hopefully 14.
I guess all we can do is hope that she does learn remorse in prison because whether we like it or not, she's going to be free and likely back on the road one day.
Yeah, many netizens have commented that this is the easiest fatality in the United States to get rid of.
I mean, what are your thoughts on this one?
Because I just don't even understand.
I don't understand even her actions afterwards.
Even if you argue, oh, she was drunk, but no, even her sober actions are so bizarre to me.
What are your thoughts?
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The next case starts unraveling June 27th of this year, so this is very recent because it takes just four minutes to ruin Linton Y.Rick's entire relationship.
Four minutes. His relationship is practically over.
Four minutes and now Linton's girlfriend is in the hospital, concerned that all of this stress of her relationship being ruined is going to harm their baby because she has been carrying Linton's baby for the past seven months.
Linton is this fitness online coach, quote, personal trainer and musician.
That's his bio, okay? And he's usually an okay guy, kind of, not really.
He does have a bit of a criminal history for dangerous driving, assaulting a police officer, breaking into a residential home and stealing $82,000 worth of luxury goods.
Literally he took a suitcase nearby, started piling up all the jewelry and handbags that he could find in this homeowner's safe.
But other than that, he is generally an okay guy.
Sure, maybe that's what they say to each their own, right?
But this time, these four minutes have taken it too far.
When she, the girlfriend, finally sees Linton again for the first time, everyone that saw this weird awkward gathering said she was walking in towards him in a blind fury.
All she could see was probably red.
She's beyond enraged. How could he humiliate her like this?
Everyone, everyone had seen the video.
Literally everyone. I wouldn't be surprised.
Had there not been some sort of barrier between them that she would have thrown a glass of water at him or something.
How is he going to explain away this one?
He's caught on video cheating on her.
And this four minute video is as bad as it gets.
It shows Linton standing up while a woman is in front of him, down on her knees performing things on his body parts.
Then she gets up and starts making out with him.
Now the strangest part is this video is not filmed with the camera on a tripod.
Someone is holding the camera, walking around getting better angles.
At one point, the camera man even turns the camera to himself to show himself smoking what appears to be a joint.
He comments, this is a movie in it.
While he films the woman, getting up, making out, and then they start performing the full on intimate acts.
Linton continues by grabbing the woman in the video by her neck.
He's got both his hands around her neck.
And then he starts kissing her neck and the camera man is rushing to get a better angle and he comments, guys we've made history.
This is what I'm telling you.
Then he gets the camera right up in her face, where it's clear that both the participants, Linton and this girl, this woman, know that they're being filmed.
But they're so engrossed in the dirty deed that they don't even seem to care.
Even though Linton has a pregnant girlfriend back at home, nobody cares.
The camera man then again shows himself, and he's smoking.
There's clouds of smoke in this room.
It does not appear to be an attempt at a professionally filmed x-rated video.
I know the word camera man makes it sound like they're trying to create a high end film or something.
It's very weird, it's very homemade, if you will.
Linton has his hands around her neck and when they hear someone trying to come in, the camera man slams the door shut again and says, give me a minute, give me a minute just one second.
And the camera man proceeds to place his hand over this woman's mouth to keep her quiet.
It's a very weird dynamic.
So Linton is the one having intimate relations with her.
The camera man is blocking someone from entering through the door and then placing his hand on this woman's mouth to keep her from making noises.
There's a lot going on. Yeah, they're still doing it.
And I don't know who's trying to come in.
Now this goes on for four minutes.
And the worst part of all of this is the woman he's having relations with in this clip had gone viral before.
She was one of the couples from this British reality TV show called The Open House Great Experiment.
The show is supposed to be about exploring what it's like to be in a non-monogamous relationship where a bunch of couples in open relationships or couples wanting to try open relationships are sent to this luxury retreat where they're free to explore with other couples.
It's a show about swinging and multiplayer activities under the disguise of wanting to appear very open-minded.
I do think that a lot of people can have great healthy open relationships.
I don't think that's the problem.
But apparently the show did not handle it well.
There were clearly couples and people that were insecure and did not feel good about what was happening.
When Nettison writes, I started watching the first episode.
I think it's messed up so far.
The first couple, the blonde girl and her husband, he admits he lacks confidence and feels like he's not good enough.
It seems like he needs therapy rather than seeing his wife get intimate with another man on television.
It's very messed up and the guy will probably have lifelong trauma after this.
But another Nettison writes, you realize nobody forced any of them to participate?
It blows my mind that people are trying to cancel the broadcaster.
How are they at fault for broadcasting a series where voluntary couples explore open relationships?
It's almost like exploration isn't predictable.
Regardless of where you stand, I do have to say the show nailed down the shock value.
There at one point was a 15 person event where they all had intimate relations between 15 people.
The girl in the video, the one that's having intimate relations with Linton, she was one of the 15 on the reality show.
Her name is Linda Dessausa-Abrue and she was on the show last year with her husband, Nathan.
She's married. She said, monogamy is a social construct that should be dismantled.
Opening a bar relationship has allowed us to form a deeper connection with each other.
Which I don't know if it's just the editing, but almost immediately after she seemed twerking right up in front of another woman's face and then kissing two people.
At the same time, just three people making out at the same time.
This happened where? In the UK.
This happened. The case is a UK.
Yes, so the reality show was released in 2023.
This is season two and then this new video is in 2024.
The form in a video. Yes, where she's having intimate relations with a man named Linton.
And the whole open house reality show, it's just a lot.
There's a lot of emotions swirling around and to make matters even more interesting, Linda goes, has that 15 person orgy and talks about how she's been with her husband for nine years and they've been open for three years and they've got an eight year old daughter together.
So does her husband know that she's being filmed having intimate relations with Linton right now in this four minute clip?
Now, like I said, a lot can happen in four minutes.
Linton is sitting down at one point and Linda is all over him and the cameraman is just sitting directly in front of them.
Perhaps two feet away, filming, smoking, turning the camera on him to say, this movie in it, gangsters.
You know you're a gangster, right?
He's talking to Linton.
No one's coming through that door, bro.
I will fight them. No one's coming.
Do your thing, bro? There's a giant bottle of baby oil on the table next to them and he keeps saying, you know we are family.
This is how we live at Wandsworth.
Wandsworth. Wandsworth as an HMP Wandsworth.
Britain's second largest prison located in South London.
Linton is an inmate. The cameraman is his cellmate and Linda, the woman that Linton is having sex with, is a prison guard.
In the video, you can hear her radio turn on and you can make out some of the words.
While stations, activity patrols, she's supposed to be guarding the inmates.
Instead, she is in their cell having intimate relations with one while his cellmate records it on a phone that's been illegally smuggled into the prison.
Some portions of the video are described as the woman's white prison blast is visible and her belt, which usually contains handcuffs, a baton and pepper spray to control the inmates, is bouncing up and down her waist.
Clearly she's breaking a ton of rules.
I mean, not just rules put in place by the prison, but also the unofficial rules that female prison officers have set for themselves.
One female prison guard writes online about the rules of being a prison guard in a male facility.
She says, welcome to the show.
Here's what you need to know.
First, they're going to try you.
It'll mostly be slick comments that are inappropriate to see how far they can go or always wanting to talk to you about BS issues just to be up in your face.
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