CHAPTER FOUR: TOO MUCH
Evelyn’s POV
The next morning came far too quickly.
I barely slept.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his sharp gaze, the way he looked at me like I was something he didn’t understand… or didn’t want to.
By the time Nora arrived, I was already dressed in one of my usual loose outfits, my worn bag clutched tightly in my hand.
“You ready?” she asked gently.
I hesitated inwardly, but nodded anyways.
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The packhouse stood tall and imposing as we approached it, even more intimidating in daylight. The golden light from the rising sun reflected off its high windows, making it look almost unreal like a place meant for people… but not someone like me.
My steps slowed as we reached the entrance.
Nora noticed immediately. “Hey,” she said softly, nudging
