The Woman From Hell

The smell of books wafted from the inside, and I could vaguely catch the scent of dampness.

An abandoned bookstore. Sometimes, I really admired Nicky's ability to find such places.

I walked in. There were still various books on the shelves, but some looked worn out, and dust covered the shelves.

I looked around but did not see anyone.

My brows furrowed slightly. I did not want to continue wandering farther inside but Nicky's voice sounded from somewhere, "I'm here."

I stopped, still hesitating whether or not to enter, but I was unable to refuse the chance to learn my mother's secret. Even if Nicky was lying, I still needed to know where she came to learn of my mother. Following her voice, I came to a small door next to the counter. There was a yellow curtain. I opened it and entered. I caught a glimpse of Nicky sitting inside. Seeing me, she stood up.

Compared to the mess outside, the inside was well organized. There was even a small bed, which may be where the former owner used to rest.

my mother?" I went straight to the point, not wanting

them. Nicky shrugged and let out a laugh.

you know to lie to me about my mother? Who

a smile hidden in her strange gaze as she shook her head. "I won't tell you since you want to know. Anyway, you won't be able to get out

Surprised, I subconsciously turned

tall men stood on both sides of the door staring at me solemnly They were obviously

smiling. There was clearly something wrong with her. She approached me step by step, while I took a

you still remember why I took you to

come over at that time to sell me off to

was unease at the bottom of my heart. Nicky saw my panic, and the smile on her face was even wider. "Yes,

the men by the door

Nicky pursed her lips