Hekhetruth:theirdaughter''''sinnocewasalreadyshattered,hertraumacarveddeep.Furtherquestioningwouldonlyreopenwoundsandsaltthemwithshame.

        Theyhadn''''tevehimfinishspeaking.Ahandhadsnatchedthepamphletontraumaselors,eyesfligtothestate-fueatthebottom.Theirfacesweretight,pihangerandhumiliation.Thedoorhadsmmedbeforehecouldexpin.

        Junlihehall,thedismissalpressingdownonhimlikeaweight.

        Bythetimehesteppedoutoftheapartmentplex,theexhaustionofthepastweekshadsettledintohisbones.

        Hehadseentoomuch.

        Someparentshadderightthattheirdaughterswerevictims,asthoughsilencecouldbleachawaythestain.Others—worse—hadaskedfirstaboutpensation,theireyessharpwithcalcutioninsteadofgrief.Asifsufferingcouldbetallied,priced,aledlikeabill.

        Itwasabitterawakening.

        Junhadgrownupprivileged—goldenspoonandall—surroundedbywealthandpolishedmanners.Evenincriminology,hehadstudiedmonstersintheory,notthequiet,everydaycrueltyofordinarypeople.

        NowheuoodwhyveteranslikeLucarriedadifferentedge.They''''dlivedintheunderbelly,wheredesperationarippedhumanitybareandtwisteditintosomethingunreizable.

        Forthefirsttime,Junwonderedifhetrulybelohislineofworkatall.

        Junwashalfwaytohisparkedcarwhenafliovementfrozehiminpce—afamiliarsilhouette.

        內容未完，下一頁繼續(xù)閱讀