Chapter 15 · free to read
Pim was four steps from getting them out. Mai had stopped walking towards her some time ago.
Every rule they had bought with two months and one burned hand said the same thing. Do not let the song finish. Do not be in her room when it ends. Never answer that line with a debt in your mouth.
Six had never been counted. She had only ever been the loudest. And Mai had just told the fire it could have its four minutes back.
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