Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1455

Colby led Sophie to a room tucked away at the back on the left side. As the door swung open, he instinctively shielded Sophie from the dust clinging to the

doorway.

It took Sophie a moment to fully absorb the room's appearance. It was a cramped space, barely 100 square feet, with three bunk beds whose metal frames were badly rusted. The room was bare, save for a simple stand holding a copper basin. Colby's description of the place as 'modest' was definitely putting it mildly.

"There's nothing worth seeing here; it's filthy. Let's head out," Colby murmured, gently pulling on Sophie's arm. But instead of leaving, she grew curious and asked, "Which bed is yours?"

"Right there," Colby pointed to the bottom bunk in the corner.

"So, you share this room with Griffin and Odie?" she inquired.

"Yeah," he nodded.

other three beds?"

last ones to arrive, so it's just the three of

White

"That's right," Colby replied.

still neat, but the whole room was steeped in a musty,

exhaust fan, not even a ceiling fan to stir the air. In the summer, it was suffocating; in the winter, it was as chilly as

and his friends had called this place

sensing Sophie's thoughts. He stepped closer, took her hand, and said, "The past is behind us. Aren't we doing okay

forehead gently. "Let's go. You'll start feeling uncomfortable if we

Sophie lowered her gaze.

Colby led her away, she suddenly said, "Colby, I sometimes wonder, if we could start all over again, maybe you

tighter. "Don't talk like that,"

dream, she often found herself wishing for a world where everyone was happy, without