The moment Roxanna followed Calen into the shelter, a sudden flood of memories rushed into her mind.
She clearly remembered how things used to be here.
Back then, she always had to place her fingerprints on the door at the end of the stairs to open it. But now the door was already wide open, so she didn't need to do that anymore.
"My ex-husband… once cut off my fingers, so I couldn't use my fingerprints anymore," Roxanna said softly. She looked at the door with heavy eyes. "Then he used my fingers to open the doors and change the locks."
In truth, he didn't need to cut them off. He could have simply peeled her fingerprints from her skin, but Leon had chosen to chop them off instead.
At that point, Roxanna was certain that her ex-husband hadn't done it because he needed her fingerprints, but he had done it because he wanted to hurt her.
