Chapter 79: A Memory of True Love

When Alex was knocked out, his mind spiraled into the depths of a dream—no, it was more than a dream, it was a memory. The surroundings faded into a familiar, comforting place. He awoke in his bed, soft sheets against his skin, and the smell of home lingering in the air. He was back in the cabin he had shared with Lyra.

The morning light filtered through the window, casting a warm glow on the wooden walls. Lyra's voice was the first thing he heard, gentle and sweet, like music to his ears. "Good morning, my sweet love, wake up, Alex."

Alex stirred, blinking as his vision cleared. For a moment, he was disoriented, his mind clouded with the lingering images of the forest and the soldiers. "Where am I? I thought we were in the Forest of Immortality... the soldiers..."