Chapter 95: I’ll let you go

Tessy’s footsteps were heavy as she descended the stairs, her luggage clutched tightly in each hand.

Her face was puffy, tear-streaked, her eyes swollen from a long time of crying. Every step felt like a betrayal, yet it was the only way she knew to protect what was left of her sanity. Her heart thudded painfully against her ribs, but she forced herself to keep going, each step a silent scream.