Chapter 194 His Wifey
- “Fire!” Swirls and swirls of it invaded her nostrils, clouding her lungs regardless of her palm flattened on her nose.
- “I… I need to get ou-out.” With great effort, Rita rose to her feet, an arm placed under her belly.
- She trudged forward, eyes stinging yet she persisted. How was she going to get out of here?