Chapter 5

Stephanie slumped against the carriage wall, listening to the wheels clatter over the cobblestones and Millie's cries growing fainter and fainter.

The live chat was blowing up.

[Don't cry, Stephanie.]

[Stay strong, girl.]

[Make that jerk pay. Let him regret it forever.]

But Stephanie wasn't crying.

'My tears dried up years ago,' she thought. 'Three years is more than enough.'

The carriage rolled out of the city gates and onto the main road. On either side, fields of wheat stretched as far as the eye could see, a sea of green waves rippling in the early summer breeze.

[The scenery's…