Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband? novel Chapter 348

“Name?”

“Mila.”

“Age?”

“Twenty-nine.”

“Gender?”

“…Female.”

“Where are you from?”

“Kingsford.”

“And your destination?”

“Solaris City.”

“What were you doing in the forest?”

“Our travel convoy was passing through when suddenly several vehicles broke down…”

The soldier cut her off. “How many?”

“…Four.”

“Go on.”

Mila took a deep breath.

“There were thirteen of us left. We set up camp and waited for help… Two men showed up while we were waiting… Later that night, while I was on watch, one of them pulled a gun on me—said he wasn’t alone, that I was his only target…”

*…*

In the dimly lit cabin, several soldiers sat rigid and unsmiling behind a rough wooden table, staring at the woman across from them. She sat just as straight, her clothes caked in mud, exhaustion etched onto her face.

It was Mila.

While fleeing from the gunman, she’d stumbled straight into a military outpost. She’d barely set foot past the perimeter when a patrol fired a warning shot, forcing her to a halt. The sound of gunfire sent her into a panic—she’d almost tried to run again, and nearly got herself killed on the spot. Only a shouted command had stopped her.

After she explained herself, the soldiers forced a hood over her head and marched her into this cramped room for interrogation.

The questioning was relentless and exhausting.

New faces rotated in and out, grilling her with the same questions over and over. If a single detail didn’t line up, the interrogation continued without end.

It wore her down.

Mila forced herself to remember every detail—why she’d left Kingsford, what brought her to Solaris City, and especially everything that had happened tonight. They demanded a minute-by-minute account. She didn’t dare leave anything out, or embellish a single fact.

The tension was suffocating.