章 147: Keep Moving

Just then, a knock sounds at the door, breaking her reverie.

A maid appears, her demeanor as subdued as the others.

Robin watches as the maid doesn't come inside but instead hands over a pile of neatly folded clothes. "Here," the maid says, her voice barely above a whisper, before disappearing down the hallway.

"Wait!" Robin calls out, but the maid is already gone. Confusion knots in her stomach. Why does she have so many clothes? She takes the pile and closes the door behind her, leaning against it as she inspects the garments.

As she sifts through the soft fabrics, a glimmer catches her eye.

Tucked between a blouse and a pair of pants is a small phone. Her heart races as she picks it up, cradling it in her palm. It feels heavy with potential, a lifeline to the outside world.

She glances around the room, the fear of being discovered creeping in.

If anyone finds out she has this phone, the consequences could be dire.