The fight was brutal. Shouts, blows, chaos—until Hana cornered him.
Her enemy laughed bitterly, blood on his lip. "You're still the weak girl I bought."
"No," Hana whispered, trembling but resolute. "I'm the woman you can never own."
She pressed send on her phone. Outside, sirens wailed. The police flooded in, evidence in hand. His empire collapsed in an instant.
Mi-Ho's hand touched her shoulder gently. "It's over."
But Hana's knees buckled, tears breaking free. Not of fear—but release. For the first time, she was truly free.