"I won't tell you, I won't tell you..." Sofia seemed to regain her senses, letting go and stepping back a few steps, suddenly retreating timidly into the shadows of the sofa. She was trying to use her own reason to overcome her addiction.
"Fine, you won't say? Then forget it..." Monica raised her hand, pretending to throw the syringe away.
Sofia finally couldn't hold back any longer, extending her hands urgently: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you. She's, she's in prison, in prison..."
"What prison? Are you going to lie to me again?"
"I'm not lying to you, prison is the safest place, you'll never find... hahaha, give me the drugs, give them to me and I'll tell you! I locked her in prison..." She spoke incoherently, tears and snot flowing down continuously, she couldn't endure it.
