C13 Evil child

"Rosa..." he called softly, his voice almost a whisper

Jia's breath caught. Her heart skipped a beat.

She quickly turned her gaze away, her throat tightening. The name Rosa... it felt like a wound reopening. Her fist clenched at her side. No, I’m not Rosa but Jia.

She lowered her head, turning her body slightly to walk past him

But before she could take a full step, his hand shot out