Chapter 542 A Child’s Hell
- Joanna looked at Olivia, her face tense with hesitation. After a long pause, she slowly reached beneath the floorboard under the bed and pulled out an old, rusty tin cookie box.
- “These… these are from the kids who didn’t make it,” she said quietly, placing the tin in Olivia’s hands.
- Olivia opened the lid and quickly pulled back. The strong smell of blood hit her.