When the Princess Turned Into a Witch

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"So, tell us what happened."
the guy in a suit told me with a serious adult face.

"I can't remember exactly—"

"If you can't remember exactly, are you even sure that it really did happen?"

"But—"

"If you can't tell us what really happened, how can you prove to us that your claims against the defendant are true?"

"Are you saying that I'm just making it all up?" My fist started clenching, and so did my teeth. I could taste a little amount of blood coming from my mouth.

"You're the one who interpreted it that way." He began to reveal his ugly smirk as he looked at me with displeasing eyes.

The blood in my mouth overflowed.

—I'll make an extra voodoo doll tonight.