Chapter 42
- *~Riley~*
- I hate to admit it but emptying my belongings on the filthy street had been a terrible idea. Not at the time, especially since my survival was in question. Hell, for a moment I didn’t think I’d be alive or free enough to use the things I packed away.
- As I felt around my clothes, searching for an appropriate outfit to wear, I frowned. Most of it was either wet or dirty from being flung onto the concrete and I didn’t want to think what the substances soaking into them were. I could pretend it was as harmless as rainwater but given my luck, I knew that was wishful thinking.