Chapter 235

Harper

The cold night air hit me the moment we stepped outside the building.

It wasn’t the kind of cold that pricked the skin or made you shiver.

It was heavier than that—the kind that slipped beneath your clothes, crawled under your ribs, and settled there like a weight you couldn’t shake off.

The house behind us—the monstrous, elegant façade where they sold girls like objects—still echoed with