My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce (Hannah) novel Chapter 188

“Remember to come to the anniversary celebration on Saturday. Rex misses you.”

The familiar handwriting clawed at memories she had locked away for years.

Instantly, the world around her plunged into darkness. A biting, icy wind whipped at her, feeling like a thousand tiny blades slicing at her skin, like needles burrowing into her very bones.

“You little mutt, you dare steal food? Let’s see if you really starve to death after three days with no meals!”

“Your hands are so filthy! I should have let you freeze to death on the doorstep instead of taking you in!”

“If any of you dare to give her food, you’ll be locked in there with her!”

“You’ll stay in there and reflect on what you are—an unwanted piece of trash! Spit!”

A torrent of curses swirled around her, wrapping her in a suffocating shroud.

Hannah’s breathing grew short and ragged. Her vision blurred, and her legs felt like they were about to give out.

She pressed a hand against the wall to steady herself, shaking her head violently as if to dislodge the voices.

Don’t think about it. You don’t have to think about it anymore. You’re gone from that place. You’re safe. It’s all in the past.

She swallowed hard and shoved the note back into her pocket.

It would be fine if she didn't go. Rex wouldn't blame her. He was the one who helped her escape the orphanage, escape that monster. He wouldn’t want her to go back.

I can’t go back…

“Hannah, what’s wrong?”

The elevator doors opened to reveal Anna, who rushed in, horrified to see Hannah on the verge of collapsing.

“My God, you’re burning up! Your skin is on fire!” Anna exclaimed, grabbing her arm to support her.

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