That night, I was interrogated by the police until dawn.

Gianna had briefed me on the details of the incident beforehand, so responding to their questions was not difficult. My answers matched the evidence collected by the police, forming a coherent chain of facts.

I spent nearly half a month in the detention center. During this time, the police would periodically come to question me, asking me to recount the entire sequence of events. Yet, there were no signs of an impending sentencing.

They even asked if there was any hidden truth I was afraid to reveal, assuring me that they would seek justice on my behalf.

I felt a...