CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT
Tatiana watched them nag at her when the human girl walked toward them.
“Excuse me,” she called. “I’m the one who made her go out and get the keys. I’m really sorry.”
“Why would you be sorry?” Tatiana cut her off and said, “We managed to get out in time because of what you told me.”
The human girl looked guilty, but Tatiana smiled at her sweetly. She or any of the girls here should never feel like they are a waste of space. They should never feel like they were hard to save and that they don’t deserve the freedom that they are feeling now. Because even if the events repeat again—which by the way she hopes not to—she would still do the same no matter how scared she was.
Tatiana shivered when the cold air hit her skin. It turned out that her coat was beyond saving
