The Woman From Hell

"This is what's going on now. We found a male corpse near the scene of the accident, but you said that they took your husband away. Hence, that corpse can't possibly be your husband. Please remain calm." "What did you say?" I shot up from my seat.

My body started shaking uncontrollably, and my eyes widened. I desperately hoped that he was joking.

"Calm down, Miss. We still aren't sure if that's your husband."

I clasped my hands together tightly, feeling my nails dig into my flesh as fear took over me.

'But we need you to help us identify if that man is your husband."

"Okay."

"Follow me."

It felt like my heart was lodged in my throat. My legs were trembling, but I forced myself to keep walking. It was only a short distance, but it felt like the longest walk of my life.

room, and he said, "I'm letting her

"Alright."

no way it could be Theo, but a part of me feared the worst. What if it was him?

walked over, my palms bleeding from where my nails had pierced into my flesh. I tried my best to suppress my fear as I approached

I looked at them, I

him through his facial features, but you can

the disfigured man. He was wearing a black suit, just like the one Theo had worn to the funeral today. His height and size

could someone so powerful and dazzling

said,

"Are you sure?"

chest." I'm certain this is not my husband. There's no way my husband would just die

understand how you're feeling right now, but please cooperate with us. We need to find as many leads as soon as possible. If he's not your husband,

felt like a knife to

said that this isn't my husband. Even though he's wearing the same watch as my husband, and his figure is similar to my husband, I'm sure that this isn't him. We've lived together for over a decade. I can recognize