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Chapter 130 — I Am Not Your Weakness

Author: Queen Bee
last update publish date: 2026-09-02 23:14:31

Carla woke with the feeling that she had forgotten something. It was not pain, although her wrists ached. It was not cold, although the room was cold enough to make her skin prickle. It was something else. An absence.

She opened her eyes slowly, and for a few seconds she did not recognize the place. The ceiling was too high, gray, without decoration. A white lamp hung above her, casting a harsh light over the room. There were old walls, peeling in some places, but crossed by recent metal struct
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