Benson Walton's POV:
When I was brought to the secret prison, I had to admit that I was very ignorant.
When I discovered the cause of everything, a fit of irrepressible anger engulfed me.
Why was everyone suspecting me?
Just because I once had a grudge against Selma, and Aldrich was Selma's husband, so I must take revenge on him?
I thought that even though I didn't do the best, it was enough. I endured the coldness and darkness of the mobile patrol team without complaint, punishing myself with endless regret. I didn't ask for anyone's forgiveness. I wanted to find peace in my heart through constant, bitter cultivation.
However, I couldn't even fulfill this little wish. A sudden conspiracy pushed me into the eye of the storm again. Ironically, I didn't have any evidence to prove my innocence.
There was no evidence to prove that I was the murderer, and there was no evidence to clear my name.
