A remote prison in Qin City.
Liu Miao crouched in the corner in fear, watching her silent surroundings warily, feeling as though something was about to happen.
"Let me out, I was wrongfully accused." She shouted loudly.
But after shouting for a long time, there was still not a single sound.
It seemed as if she had been forgotten here by everyone.
Since the day that perverted woman called the police and sent her here, she hadn't gone out or seen a single person.
Food was delivered daily, but she didn't even know when it arrived.
Liu Miao was scared to death.
This prison was quite clean, not like she had heard, with cockroaches and rats everywhere.
Until now, Liu Miao didn't even know how many days she had been held.
There was not a single shadow, not even a bird's call, spending her days in darkness, unaware of the day or date.
"I was wrong." Liu Miao buried her head between her knees and cried.
