Chapter 4

Stepping out of the back door of Nightram Bar, Cassandra was momentarily blinded by the harsh sunlight, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over her.

Harboin City was as loud and bustling as ever, traffic streaming by, making it feel like last night was nothing more than a bad dream.

But the ache deep in her thighs was a cruel reminder. It had all been real.

Cassandra flagged down a taxi.

"Where to, miss?" the driver asked.

"Westbridge," Cassandra replied.

That was where she'd lived before marrying Edward. It was cramped and shabby, but somehow, it was the only place…