Chapter 165 Helped Her Twice
- Past five in the morning, the pharmacy was empty. Hazel only switched on a wall light in the break room, then slipped out of her clothes.
- Pale, dewy skin was mottled with bruises. Bite marks still bled. Hazel pulled out a bottle of disinfectant, dipped a cotton swab, and began to tend her wounds.
- “Hiss.”