Chapter 24

The night enveloped us like a dense blanket, heavy with silence and shadows that extended long and deep into the woods. Each step we had taken after exiting the clearing seemed as if we were traversing through water, my legs aching with each exhausting motion. The air itself felt heavier in this place, pushing down on my chest and making each breath slightly more difficult.

Noah halted suddenly, his hand lifted. "Over there," he replied, his tone soft as he gestured to a tiny group of trees. Their twisted branches wove together, creating a natural barrier that provided a sense of security. "This will suffice for tonight."

I didn't dispute. My arms ached from carrying Chloe, her tiny form relaxed and warm against my chest while she slumbered. Her small fingers grasped the collar of my shirt, even in dreams, as though releasing it could disrupt the delicate feeling of safety we had managed to establish.