Chapter 160 —Inheriting Hell

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The screams, the sobs, the muffled crying... it all filled the house like an echo impossible to ignore. The walls seemed to vibrate, as if absorbing Sasha's anguish and returning it amplified.

Aylin, who was half asleep, sat up in bed with a start, her heart racing. She hurriedly put on a sweater, feeling her pulse in her temples, and went out into the hallway. The sound was unmistakable: it was coming from the living room. She walked quickly, with short, a