Chapter 171 Chapter 171: The Road That Leads Nowhere

SANDRA’S POV

The wagon reeked of moldering hay, axle grease, and the sharp, metallic tang of old blood someone had tried and failed to scrub away. Underneath it all was me: three days of unwashed skin, fear-sweat turned sour, and the faint coppery bite of split lips that never quite stopped ble...

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