Chapter 37
- Luciana's POV
- Adrian left the room, his footsteps echoing down the hallway. I stayed on the floor, my eyes still filled with tears, unable to look away from the horrific scene. After a moment, he returned, holding an old, dusty can from what must have been the kitchen. Its label was worn, but the smell was sharp, chemical.
- "What's that?" I managed to ask, my voice shaky with fear and disgust.