abnabooks Chapter 88: Ch 88: For Justice- Part 2
Chapter 88: Ch 88: For Justice- Part 2
Chapter 88: Ch 88: For Justice- Part 2In the dim, crumbling streets of the abandoned part of town, shadows twisted like living things.
The unknown awakener sprinted through the narrow alleys, her breath ragged, every step a desperate bid for freedom.
Her heart thundered in her chest, drowning out the sound of her own footfalls.
She could still hear them—her chasers—moving through the darkness, their presence a constant pressure at her back.
’I-I need to run! I need to get away before I am caught. I do not want to die-’
She darted through a gap between two leaning buildings, her shoulder scraping against brick, but she didn’t dare slow down.
The street ahead opened up, and for a brief, fleeting moment, hope flared in her chest. If she could just make it to the next block, maybe she could lose them.
Maybe she could finally be free.
’Just a little more! Freedom is in sight! I finally managed to make it out after such a long time. I cannot go back in there-’
But her body collided with something solid, and the world spun as she tumbled backward, landing hard on the cracked pavement.
Pain shot through her palms as she braced her fall, and she bit back a cry.
The person she had crashed into stood tall above her, his wheat-blond hair catching the meager light.
His face was gentle, his expression almost boyish, as if he belonged anywhere but here.
He crouched down, offering a hand, and his lips curled into a small, unassuming smile.
"Are you alright?"
He asked, his voice soft and warm.
The female awakener stared at his outstretched hand, then at his face,
But her thoughts scattered the moment she noticed him.
Ethan sat on her bed, his back against the headboard, one leg propped up casually.
His face was buried in a book, but at the sound of her entrance, he lowered it, revealing a pair of dark, inquisitive eyes.
Selene’s grip on the towel tightened. "Ethan? What are you doing here?"
He raised an eyebrow, his expression a blend of amusement and apology.
"You left the door unlocked. I thought I’d wait for you."
"In my room?"
He shrugged, the motion lazy and unbothered.
"You said we needed to discuss the support center plans. I figured you wouldn’t mind."
Selene huffed, cheeks warming—not just from the shower.
"You could’ve waited downstairs."
"But then I wouldn’t get to see you turn this lovely shade of red."
He teased, the corner of his mouth curling up.
Selene rolled her eyes but couldn’t quite hide her irritation at his words. "Turn around."