Chapter 32
Hilda didn’t know where she gathered the courage—but she still went to the shop.
The place was empty, no staff in sight, which startled her. She walked straight to the stockroom, eyes sweeping across the dim space.
Behind her, Aron stood silently, his expression dark.
He slowly raised his hand, envisioning himself strangling Hilda. In his mind, if he killed her now, he could finally keep her. He would bring her to a faraway place where it would be just the two of them—where she could never leave.
“Whatever it is you’re planning… I know you can easily do it,” Hilda said suddenly, breaking the silence. “We’re the only ones here.”
Aron froze.
He looked at the steel shelf and saw his own reflection behind Hilda’s—her eyes watching him.
“But I trust you,” Hilda continued. “Be
