"It started at ten thousand dollars a session and ended with unlimited sessions for just one dollar. One masked man after another slipped into my room, savoring my fear and my pain."
"They claimed it was all on James's orders. They said, 'Mr. Gibson says you can't live without men, so he sent us to take good care of you!'"
"My ribs were already broken and I was utterly exhausted. Yet I couldn't fight back and I was so scared."
"James, why didn't you believe me? Why did you let them torture me like this?"
Then there was another date.
"October 22nd. It hurts so much ... who knew mental hospitals had so many ways to torment people?"
"James, you big liar. When we got married, you promised. You promised to cherish me forever, never to betray or let me down."
"James, life here is so hard."
"They thought I was disobedient, so they tied my legs to the bed. They were afraid I would bite, so they pulled out my teeth. Sometimes I wish they would beat me to death, at least that would give me some relief."
"January 17th. It's snowing. Such clean, pure snow. They threw me naked into the snow and tortured me day and night. My lower legs are broken and my limbs have gone numb from the cold. I don't think … I'll survive this winter."
"February 15th. I heard James and Juliet got engaged and they're going to take me home."
"The people here were afraid I'd gossip, so they broke all ten of my fingers and forced me to drink a drug that made me mute. Actually, they didn't need to do that at all. Because I already didn't want to live anymore."
"James, I'm in so much pain. Please, just come and kill me yourself … "
Wind blew through fallen leaves and withered petals littered the ground.
The spacious villa fell into complete silence. Only the faint sound of James's breathing could be heard. He looked at Juliet, his voice trembling slightly. "Is everything in the video true?"
Juliet's eyes instantly filled with tears. "James, do you really think I'm such a despicable person?"
"Mia is my own sister. I've loved and cherished her since she was little. How could I treat her like this? If you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance footage from the mental hospital."
My father looked at her with heartache. "That's right, James. This must be one of Mia's schemes! She's an actress. Acting and lying come naturally to her. You can't believe her."
My mother also nodded repeatedly. She recounted embarrassing stories from my childhood about not having enough to eat and stealing Juliet's leftovers.
However, doubts began to surface in the live stream comments.
I've seen these videos on the dark web, but the person in the videos is so thin she's almost unrecognizable. I can't tell if it's Mia.]
[I've seen it too! That woman had a red birthmark on her chest, but in the second video, the birthmark was cut off with a knife, probably to avoid being recognized.]
[Could it really be Mia? If it is, it's so pitiful.]
Reading these comments, I let out a soft sigh.
Back then, to earn money for James's startup, I took on commercials and acting roles nonstop, working day and night.
James, however, felt I wasn't caring enough for him and started seeing Juliet.
When I eventually discovered them, we had a huge fight. Juliet then came over to mock me cruelly. She said she was pregnant with James's child and had used this opportunity to steal my lead role in a drama.
I ignored her, but then she jumped off a building during filming.
