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Domestic violence leading to death cases occur every year–hundreds, if not thousands. The legal path for victims is long and tough. Because of connections, victims often remain victims forever.

If women don’t kill their husbands, they might not survive. Laws over the past 22 years fail to clarify the boundaries of domestic violence. This problem is unsolvable; one after another, victims step forward.

“Sir, I confess too. Twenty–one years ago, my father–in–law had dementia and violated me. With my husband dead and relatives turning a blind eye, I wanted to end it all but couldn’t leave my three–year–old daughter, Sophia.”

“I heard of an unnamed man in the city helping the suffering, so I wrote a letter and left it at the last crime scene. I thought there’d be no response.”

“I was about to jump into the river with Sophia when I heard my father–in–law had died.”

“Now, Sophia has graduated from college and found a job. I’m so grateful to that man for letting her grow up safely.”

“And me. Twenty years ago in spring, I was left by my dad beside the stove and burned my hand. My mom had already run away but wanted to come back for me. Afraid she’d suffer again, I wrote a letter to the unnamed uncle.”

“With only one hand left, I couldn’t write well–just a messy doodle. I wasn’t sure if Uncle Zane could understand. Luckily, he did and came to save me.”

“Last year, my mother passed away. I felt like I had no one left to care about, so I wanted to prove Zane’s innocence and thank him in person.”

In the adjoining room, Zane shut his eyes, hiding the sorrow behind them. He never wanted to drag these people into this.

One by one, they stepped forward to share their motives for killing and extended their hands toward Bennett.

Their palms showed signs of age and deep scars, some even disfigured. Still, their faces wore a calmness grateful for their salvation.

“This was the grand gift Joseph mentioned. Damn it,‘ Stanley realized. He typed with his head down. [You’ve got to be kidding me.]

Joseph replied. [I didn’t call them; they came on their own.]

Stanley’s feelings of anger momentarily faded. After replying with an awkward “Oh,” he wiped his eyes and pressed down on Bennett’s shoulder.

it too heartless

they confess, we have to

to curse in his heart, but the cameras were on; he had to ke backlash.

with their cases. Who was scared of

Im to avoid

felt just like

legalities, we should show empathy; they are victims!]

doesn’t make them great. Let’s

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victims looked ridiculous. They had elderly relatives,

drive everyone away; they all left on their own, even those pretentious family

of serious journalists and influencers. The

interested in these former victims. How

but his smile sent chills

Bennett chuckled, not daring to underestimate these rich kids. “The murders happened 20 years ago. The statute of limitations has passed. At most, they’ll

was his plan

smile seemed more genuine as he motioned for the cameras to lower.

Elowyn wants us home for dinner,” he called.

head around a corner, running out. “Joseph!”

closely

and then bowed

a meter away. “Why are you here?” He hadn’t even met some of them, avoiding drawing

smiled sincerely.

be here. Twenty years ago, you saved us; now it’s our time to give back. Others wanted to come but had family obligations, so we