I knew it was Vanessa again.

"You've got the wrong person, I didn't try to murder her."

I was about to close the door, but the two policemen were very tough, one grabbed my hand and pulled me out from behind the door.

I resisted because I thought of the prison that I had suffered so much.

Even though many years had passed, I could never forget being trapped in that dark place where I was slaughtered, humiliated, and finally had my children taken away from me.

I don't want to go back to that place!

Just as I was about to be forcibly dragged to the police car, a...