Chapter 116

"Just as bold as always." Jasmine's mother laughed at Amelia's maturity, patting her head.

"Be careful gathering firewood tomorrow. I've heard there are big cats on the mountain lately. Don't wander far, you hear?"

...

In the blink of an eye, spring faded into autumn and Jasmine and Amelia turned ten.

The thatched hut never collapsed. Another cycle of seasons passed and the moon was full again.

Dusk, the setting sun like blood.

"Mother, I'm back!" Jasmine called ahead while walking the mountain path back from gathering firewood.

But as she neared the hut, she heard the sounds of fierce arguing and scuffling.

"Let me go! Freckles! Bullying us orphans, are you?" Her mother's anxious voice, mingled with the crashing of pots and pans.

"Hehe, Charlotte, be good and come with me. A widow like you with two kids, haven't you been lonely all these years? Follow me and Old Freckles will give you company. Have someone to rely on in this big village, eh?" A lecherous voice followed, interspersed
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