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.

into a room, and he said, "I'm letting her see if

"Alright."

could be Theo, but a part of me feared the worst. What if it was him? This internal back-and-forth was driving

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

looked at them, I

It's impossible to identify him through his facial features, but you can take a look at his clothes and possessions. Try

was wearing a black suit, just like the one Theo had worn to the funeral

someone so powerful and dazzling die

said,

"Are you sure?"

swallowed the pain bubbling up my chest." I'm certain this is not my husband. There's no way my husband would

find as many leads as soon as possible. If he's not your husband,

words felt like a knife

husband, and his figure is similar to