Chapter: 632

When Ariana noticed that there was no trace of the stalkers behind them, she looked at the open road in front of them and was relieved. Sitting in the passenger seat, she had to hold down her wind-tousled hair as she gave Sarah a thumbs-up.

“What was that? Can’t hear you over the wind!” Sarah hollered back, her voice distorted by the gusts of air. She was so thrilled that she stepped on the gas.

Ariana raised her voice, “You’re amazing, Sarah!”

“Of course.” Upon hearing the compliment, Sarah couldn’t help but burst into laughter. She sat up proudly with a smug look on her face.

At this moment, the streets were surprisingly quiet. The usual hustle and bustle had disappeared due to a recent fire that had destroyed nearby shops. The area was now empty, with only a few individuals walking by. Despite it being only ten o’clock, the area was eerily silent. ©

to their advantage, allowing them to reach the nearly devastated

and using a wheelchair wasn’t practical, Sarah fetched Ariana’s crutches and helped her pass the barrier to

up the scorched staircase

an eerie glow on the charred remains of

fire. It was only

him rushing to her side, lifting the burning metal chandelier with his bare hands, disregarding his own safety. The scent and sound of his flesh burning was

marriage she once treated as a game had become her prison, one she could no longer escape

deceptions, and secrets, she found herself unable to resist

flashlight feature on

was the place. She sidestepped the chandelier remains, scrutinizing the area meticulously. With her crutch providing support, she squatted, albeit with some difficulty, to inspect the

gaze was charred dust, discarded trash, and the remnants of

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