Melomiri

The Serpent's Crown

Language: en

For our Lunar New Year trip, my girlfriend, Sarah, booked us on an international tour. As soon as the plane touched down, she coaxed me onto a shuttle bus. We drove for two days and two nights. As the scenery became eerily familiar, my body started to tremble uncontrollably. This was the very hellhole I had escaped from four years ago. Sensing my panic, Sarah finally dropped the act. Her face twisted into a mask of cruelty as she told me she was selling me to a black-market factory run entirely by women. And the "Boss" she spoke of with such reverence? That was the head of the…

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