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98 - The Gates Of Heaven

Penulis: Lissy
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-24 19:31:53

Manolya’s POV

I was finally free.

That was what everyone kept saying.

As uncle Eren drove me through the streets of Akyaka in silence, the town passed by like a dream I could not wake from.

White houses.

Palmtrees.

Cerise bougainvillea spilling over stone walls. The sea glittering in the distance as if nothing had happened.

My hands were folded in my lap, fingers locked so tightly they hurt. I could still feel the courtroom around me.

The hardness of that wooden bench they forced me to
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