Kinswoman – chapter 2


She had let him go.

It was the only thing that kept ringing in her ears when she registered her worker ID on the small machine on the steps of the library, blocking out everything from traffic to the voice of the older man in the front desk.

“Morning, Miss Brent!” the security guard nodded and let her pass like every other morning. Continue reading “Kinswoman – chapter 2”


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