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Chapter 8 Bruises and Bread

Word Count: 778    |    Released on: 22/06/2025

en glass. Her toes had toughened with time, but pain still found its way in. Today, it came in sharp jabs-

er stomach clenched. She hadn't eaten since yesterday. The woman at the soup stall had thrown dishwater in her di

d, purse swinging, scolding him gently for straying. Rain didn't move, just watched the candy glist

ept w

ain ducked behind it as two boys in uniforms passed by. Their backpacks b

ked toward the square. It was always noisy there, and

er. Not much, but enough. She knelt beside the edge, careful not to slip, and reached in. Her h

ed her gaze. She clutched the coin, whispered a quiet "thank you" to n

st took it, handed her the bread, and turned away. Rain mumb

e savored it like a feast. As she ate, her mind dri

A woman calling her na

feeling, like she was being pulled somewhere she didn't understand. She s

il met. The wolves moved with quiet grace across the stone chamber. Moonligh

s behind his back, eyes stern. Beside him, Malik leane

"Mister and Missus Austin have hidden th

more dangerous it becomes," another adde

ime," Malik muttered. "If the

oving through the southern cities. They'll start i

roup

Clean," said the

be," Rick

ion of the child. Not yet. Sh

he noise from the plaza, even here in the alley. It was always there, like the buzz in h

e air. Her ey

the alley entrance.

, holding

hing. Onl

unding heart. Maybe she was imagining thi

e sworn someone w

med, but there was

yes again, and wh

ore day. Ju

had already b

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