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Sarah Vance turned and fled. She didn't just walk; she ran as if a pack of wolves were at her heels, ducking into a dark, narrow alleyway. She pressed herself into a corner, sinking to the cold ground, and finally let out a jagged, gut-wrenching sob.

Once, she had been the pride of Haicheng—a woman of peerless grace and untouchable status. Now, she was a wreck