After My Soul Was Trapped for Three Years, the Truth Finally Rose From the Grave

Everyone was convinced I was the one who had done it.

I wanted to explain, but Juliet had secretly drugged my water and filmed me having sex with other men.

Once this was made public, my reputation was ruined and my future was destroyed. The relentless cyberbullying that followed caused me to develop severe depression.

I wanted to report it to the police for justice, but my parents forged a psychiatric report claiming I was mentally ill.

Alas, James refused to listen to any of my explanations and he personally had me committed to a mental hospital. From then on, my nightmare began …

That man also saw the comments flooding the live stream and now he seemed to remember that he also loved to kiss the red birthmark on my chest during our intimate moments.

But thinking of the past, he remained cold-faced and pressed play again.

The background of the recording had now changed from the mental hospital to a villa. That familiar face of mine was gone, replaced by a blurred, bloody mess.

Furthermore, my legs were twisted and deformed and I couldn't form words. All I could make were "ugh" sounds.

The 'me' in the video was no longer human, but a terrifying monster.

That monster struggled desperately on the floor. With its bleeding, severed fingers, it wrote sentence after sentence on the wall.

"Juliet wants to kill me."

"Juliet wants to kill me."

"Juliet wants to kill me."

The video abruptly ended there.

James looked up in disbelief. The splattered blood covering the walls gradually overlapped with the words from the video.

He staggered back a few steps, muttering, "Impossible ... it can't be. Mia is an excellent actress. This must be another one of her schemes!"

Malcolm shook his head, saying, "I've always felt this villa was strange and now I understand why."

He looked around as he turned the compass. Then he said softly, "The purpose of the Mother-Child Soul-Severing Hex is to make the deceased suffer immense torment before death, dying in the most agonizing way."

"Separating mother and child, limbs severed and tortured—this is truly the most vicious method in the world."

Listening to Malcolm's words, James's face grew increasingly pale. "What nonsense are you spouting? What is the Mother-Child Soul-Severing Hex? Mia isn't dead at all! This is all fake; it's a play she put on because she's jealous of Juliet!"

Malcolm seemed deaf to James' words and continued his calculations.

"Her arms are in the corner, her legs are in the well, only her head and torso are missing. If I find her head and torso, I can reconstruct the truth of what happened back then and completely dispel the resentment here."

The compass needle spun faster and faster until it cracked open with a snap. Malcolm's body swayed, but his eyes became even more determined. "I've calculated it! In the southwest corner."

The moment he finished speaking, a fierce wind arose. He stared intently at the garden, his voice trembling. "Mia's head is buried under that jasmine flower!"

As soon as he said that, the live stream instantly exploded with chatter.

Just as James was about to go and see for himself, Juliet suddenly exclaimed. "James, Mia isn't dead! I received a text message from her!"