Chapter 72 The Ringmaster's Obsession Ch11

• The ropes still burned.
• Even after the performance, even after the blindfold had come off and her limbs had been released, Eris could still feel the phantom ache of the bindings. Of his hands. Of the applause vibrating in her bones.
• She couldn’t sleep. Not in the tent he gave her. Not with the smell of him still clinging to the sheets. She paced barefoot over the sawdust floor, clutching the small bag she’d packed with trembling fingers. Just enough to leave. Just enough to disappear.