(Chapter 57:Mira's Pov)
The weight of Elaris' words pressed down on me like a suffocating force. The air in the room had grown heavier, thick with unspoken fears. I could feel their gazes on me—Lorenzo, Vincenzo, Caelyn, and Elaris—but I couldn't face them.
Not after what I had just learned.
"If you cannot control it, the Abyss will take control for you."
My mother hadn't just lost herself—she had become the thing she feared. And now, I was standing on that same path.
The walls felt like they were closing in.
I turned on my heel and bolted.
(The Cold Night)
I ran.
The moment I stepped outside, the night air hit my skin like a slap, but it did nothing to clear my head. I kept moving, stumbling over the uneven ground, my breath coming in sharp, ragged gasps.