WUKANG MANSION // 武康大樓
CHAPTER2
I had never seen her faint. She told me she saw her husband, whom she believed was dead. "You’ve never been married, Selene," I replied. "My clothes are on the bed," she said. Incredulous, I headed to the room with the mirror. A tattered dress lay at the edge of the desk. I recognized it because I had a photo of a couple living in the mansion that I had found earlier. Why did I carry it? Well, some people pay quite well for old photos of strangers.


