Chapter 148 - Extra III: Prey Turns Into Predator

There was no need to recount that night in exhaustive detail — no one could keep their stomach or composure upon hearing it. The bones of the story were enough to make throats go tight and eyes fall away: a solitary girl, a man with wrong intentions, a knife that flashed. But the bones alone did not tell what lived inside that night — the small, terrible noises, the smells that clung to the air, the way a single decision tipped everything into a new geometry of life and guilt. Those were the things worth stretching into a long, slow telling, because they showed how an ordinary evening could become the point where a life cleaved in two.