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Chapter 65: Chloe’s Panic
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2026-08-26 18:15:34
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The following morning, gray fog covered the area around the city prison.At exactly seven o'clock, the heavy iron doors of all five holding cells opened at the same time. The sound of metal moving through the narrow stone corridors as dozens of female inmates walked into the large courtyard.The courtyard was surrounded by high stone walls with wire along the top. The ground was cold and wet from the morning dew. Long wooden tables, buckets of soapy water, and straw brooms were arranged around the yard.Every morning, the inmates were required to perform general duties. They cleaned the laundry tubs, swept the courtyard, and folded the blankets used in the cells.Chloe stood near the laundry area, wearing an oversized gray canvas jumpsuit that the prison guards had forced her to change into two days earlier, replacing her ruined gown. Her hair was tied back in a low ponytail. Her face was completely bare of makeup, and she still carried herself with the same stiff pride as before.Be
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Forty miles away, on the south side of the city, the air smelled of stale disinfectant, damp concrete, and rusted iron.CLANG!The iron door of the holding cell slammed shut with a sharp, deafening metallic strike that made the floor vibrate underfoot.Chloe stood just inside the bars, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her magnificent emerald silk gown was ruined—torn at the side, covered in dark mud from the service courtyard, and soaked through with dirty rainwater. Her shawl was gone, dropped somewhere in the back of the police car. Her gold hairband hung lopsided across her forehead, the dangling black crystals tangled in her wet hair."Move away from the door, inmate!" a female officer barked through the iron bars, slapping her wooden nightstick against the iron bars with a loud THUD.Chloe stepped back three paces, her hands locked in front of her waist. Her nails were broken and bleeding at the edges. Under the harsh fluorescent light mounted in the ceiling, her skin looked al
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