Firm footsteps are heard.

Man-inmate 98723, Victoria Ross...

"Pack your things, you're leaving today."

"You have 5 minutes."

Woman-Eyyy Viky, did you hear? You're getting out today!!! She hugs her tightly.

"Good, good, you deserve it!"

Victoria-Thanks!

Woman-Eyyy come on, change that face!!!

"I'll help you pack everything up."

They put everything in a cloth bag, hugged each other again.

Man-inmate 98723, I don't have all day!

Victoria-I'm ready! She lowers her gaze.

Man-Get out then!

She walks out through a large hallway with her cloth bag, as she passes, whistles and shouts are heard from other cells.

"Walk!"

She walks to an office, a guard approaches a table.

Guard-inmate 98723, Ross.

"Your belongings. He opens a bag."

"Check if everything is there."

"Wallet with 75 dollars, 2 Visa cards."

"Perfume and lipstick"

"Book"

"A bunch of keys."

"Silver chain."

"And... that's all."

Victoria-Mmm the photo is missing!

Guard-That's all, there was nothing else!

Victoria-No, the photo is missing! The guard hands her a paper.

Guard-Sign and leave!

She signs, takes her things and leaves.

Guard2-Come on!

She walks along with the guard through a large corridor that leads to the outside. The outside door opens, the sunlight dazzles her eyes. She walks outside, the door closes behind her.

She looks around, fearfully begins to walk....

Meters from her, from a black car, someone inside was watching her.

Man-Sir, do we follow her?

Rafael-Don't lose her! He keeps watching her

"You're finally out..."

She walked and walked, when she realized she was getting far away from the city.

VIctoria-Mm I should go home. She turned off and walked towards her house.

Man-Sir, what are you doing?...

Rafael-You follow her.

She walked and approached the bridge... she got closer to the railing, leaning over.

Man-Sir...isn't she too close...?

"It's dangerous."

They both watched her, waiting for what she would do.

She climbs higher up on a railing, the wind blows on her face, she closes her eyes, she gets a little closer to the void.

When Rafael, who was in the back seat, was going to get her, to get her out of there, she got down.

She walked a few blocks to her house, the garden was extremely neglected, the plants dry, there was garbage lying around.

Victoria-I have to work hard... she walked through a paved corridor to the entrance of her house.

She puts the key in the door, pushes it and enters.

Rafael-Let's go home, she's already there...

"Tell someone to stay here all night watching her."

"Let's go... the car starts."

Upon entering her house, Victoria touches the light switch.

Victoria-Right... who was going to pay the electricity bill..

She sat on the floor not knowing what to do, the dust had invaded the whole house.

"What will I do... where will I start? Without realizing it, she started to cry nervously and inconsolably. For a few moments she fell asleep lying on the floor, she woke up suddenly startled by a horrible memory."

"I'll clean, I can't sleep...."

She searched in a place in the house where she had saved a few hundred dollars and went out to go to the store. The car that was outside the house was following her.

Upon entering the store, some women looked at her, she went to a shelf, grabbed degreaser, and several cleaning products, chocolate cookies, a jar of instant coffee and went to pay

Woman-Mmm isn't that the girl who lives nearby, who was in prison? The cashier heard this and became alarmed. Victoria immediately felt bad.

Victoria-Hello... how much is all this?

Woman2-Be careful sir, there are very dangerous people around the city and who live around here.

Victoria-Can you charge me please....

Cashier-253 dollars.

Victoria-Here, she gives him some bills and he gives her the change. She takes her bag and wants to leave.

Cashier-Wait, miss.

"I need you to empty your wallet!"

Victoria-But...I didn't steal anything! She says lowering her head.

Cashier-Do it or I'll have to call the police.

Victoria-Ok... she emptied her small wallet, she had hand sanitizer, an old model cell phone, a wallet and a candy.

Cashier-Ready...

She quickly put everything in her backpack. The cashier, seeing the face she made, felt a little bad.

Victoria-Thanks... she was leaving the place.

She walked to her house, very discouraged, with her bags.

Upon arriving, she grabbed some candles to have light and be able to clean the house by sectors.

In a bag she started to put the garbage... she was like this for hours... when she finished at 2 am, she started to fix the garden. She spent all night removing grass, weeds, flowers and dry shrubs. She did this until her body could no longer handle the exhaustion.

At 9 am she couldn't take it anymore and lay down on the couch.

The man who was outside the house took his phone.

Man-Good morning, Mr. Mejia...

Rafael-Did something happen?

Man-You asked us to follow her and not lose her.

"She only went out to the store, we followed her..."

"There was an altercation in the store, some women from the neighborhood treated her badly..."

"That on the one hand, on the other... she was awake all night fixing the garden."

Rafael-Ok. Don't separate from her.

"Tell me about everything that happens."

"And most importantly, take care of her..."

Victoria Ross

It's hard to talk about my life now... I don't even know what I'll do.

But I'll tell you a little about how I was before all this... at 22 years old.

I studied literature, and at 22 I had already graduated. That same year I met a guy, Luis, he was a good guy, with everything that happened, he obviously left me, but I don't blame him, we didn't have anything serious.

I never considered myself a beauty or anything like that, I'm about 1.58 meters tall, I used to go to the gym to stay in shape, everyone at the university did, I was in good physical shape, (not now, I lost a lot of weight, I feel like I went in at 22 and came out at 40) I am a simple person, luxuries don't matter to me, I only had two boyfriends, nothing serious.

Many people are struck by my eyes, or are impressed by them, I have heterochromia, which means I have one eye of each color, I have one light brown and one green.

I am passionate about reading, that's why I studied literature, to be able to transmit that love for reading that I have.

I lived with my mother, she was the most important person in my life, she was sick with her heart for many years and I always tried to work to take care of her as much as I could.

I worked in a store and as a waitress in a restaurant, I even had two jobs to pay for my studies.

But the truth is, it was all in vain because I could only work as a teacher for 1 week, then what happened to me happened, I was in prison for two years, 3 months and 8 days.

Many say they are innocent but they are more than guilty. When I was in prison I always heard my companions say:

"I'm innocent."

"I didn't do anything, I was framed."

"I don't know what happened."

"I have never stolen in my life."

"and many more phrases."

But truly I was innocent, I have never taken drugs or tried anything like that, nor have I sold anything strange (you will know later why I say this), nor have I stolen anything in my life.

Now I am 25 years old...

I don't know where to start, I'm lost...

That time in prison was horrible, beyond the loneliness... I went through terrible things...

At night I can't sleep, just closing my eyes, terrible things come to my head.

I lost my mother 3 months after I was in prison, her heart couldn't take it, I wasn't there to take care of her either, I can't recover from that.

I have a deep anguish and pain, I have many wounds, both physical and mental, that don't let me sleep.

I am no longer the same as before, I went out with my acquaintances, laughed and smiled, I liked my life, I had fun. I was quite happy, even though I worked a lot and my mother was sick, I was fine.

Now that I'm out of prison, I feel almost the same as when I was there, tired, sore, sad, alone.

I stay at my mother's house, the house was ours.... here I also continue to have nightmares, of things that happened to me, I left three days ago and I still don't want to sleep, I'm afraid.

I always ask myself and I can't avoid it... WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME? OR WHO DID IT TO ME?, WHO DID I ANGER?, WHY ME?

Rafael Mejia.

I am 37 years old, single, I have no children, nor anything that ties me down. My mother died years ago and my father lives with me. I only had one brother, Nicolas.

I am a businessman, I buy anything that gives me money, houses, hotels, condominiums, and when I say anything, it is anything: drugs, weapons...

I always seek to negotiate in everything.

I have never had serious relationships, nor have I fallen in love, nor am I looking for it.

Personal relationships make me weak, as happened to my younger brother, Nicolas. He was my best friend, besides my brother. Love made him very weak.

I couldn't believe when he did what he did, for a woman, for that whore.

I remember that day as if it were yesterday...

"Flash back-"

Rafael-How soon do we arrive?

Santiago-Sir, in 40 minutes the plane will be arriving in the country.

"Is something wrong, sir?"

Rafael-I call Nico and he doesn't answer!

"We agreed that we would talk and I don't know anything about him."

Santiago -Maybe he is busy or with "Miss" Carla.

Rafael-It could be...

"I'm worried, let's go to his apartment first, before going to my house."

Santiago-Yes, sir.

"I'm worried, let's go to his apartment first, before going to my house."

Santiago-Yes, sir.

After a while, they get off the private plane, get into a black car with his assistant, Santiago, after several turns around the city, they arrive at his brother's apartment.

"Mmm we're going to have to park around here..."

"I don't know what's going on but there's an ambulance..."

Rafael-Okay...

"What could have happened in my brother's building... mmm"

"Let's get out!"

The two men get out quickly.

"God, that's Maria, Nicolas' maid..."

He runs to the ambulance where they were taking a body covered with a sheet.

"Let me through!! he pushes the paramedics, fearfully lifting the sheets."

"God... Nico..."

"Brother, no!!!!!"

Paramedic-Sir... please.

Rafael-He's my brother!

"Why aren't you doing CPR!??"

Paramedic-Sir... your brother is...

Rafael-Shut your mouth, this can't be!

Santiago-Sir, let's go in the car, let's let them work...

"End of flashback-"

My brother's suicide was how I got into her life. I did something terrible to her without even knowing her. I need to get closer to her, I want to help her.

For a moment I let everything flow and it was the worst thing I could do, because everything got worse.

I don't know how to approach her, it's been 2 days since she got out and in the afternoon I went to see her twice... I didn't know her before all this, but she doesn't look well, she looks weak, depressed, without strength. My men told me that the neighborhood says things to her when she leaves her house.

I thought maybe I could give her money, buy her a house, something like that... as some kind of compensation.

Santiago-Sir, I have the car ready, will you go to Miss Ross's house?

Rafael-Yes. He adjusts his suit, grabs his phone.

"Let's go."

The two left in the car to her house.

Santiago-Sir... will you approach her today, will you say something to her?

Rafael-No, I don't know... I don't think so

"I want to keep my distance..."

Within minutes they arrive at her house, she was leaving her house with a cloth bag...

"Follow her, but with distance."

They see her stop at a florist and buy a small bouquet of flowers.

"Don't lose her..."

She walked almost three kilometers with the bouquet in her hands.

After a good while she entered a small cemetery...

"Wait for me here..."

"I'll follow her inside."