Chapter 9 · free to read
For a heartbeat a founder had worn the girl like a glove. Now the girl was only a girl again, and terrified of her own hands.
An empty cup was the most dangerous thing in the building, because it could hold whatever the founder poured.
Cha-an had wanted her to see a weapon, or a sacrifice. Ha-eun refused to see anything but a frightened girl in a borrowed cardigan.
It should not be possible to give warmth to a made cup without owning it. Ha-eun had never once cared what should not be possible.
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