Chapter 224: Amber's Fate

In a dimly lit alley filled with secret brothels, Amber struggled to stand in the cramped, damp room. Her legs were weak and trembling, barely able to shuffle along the wall for support. The people on the ship had skillfully severed her tendons in both her hands and feet, crippling her enough to make mobility a challenge, yet not entirely incapacitating her; she could still manage basic tasks like eating and looking after herself to some extent. After being sold to this place, she was confined to this small room, endlessly receiving clients day and night. Being new, her face marked with a scar, drew considerable attention. The novelty made her popular, with an overwhelming number of clients seeking her out, leaving her only a couple of hours to rest besides meal times. She had had enough. She could no longer bear the damp room or the foul-smelling men who used her body at their whim. She was determined not to live a life no better than that of an animal. In a desperate bid for escape