Elsa
Lucas’s unease was written all over his face, and as we prepared to leave, he gave Adam a long, brotherly hug. It wasn’t just a gesture of camaraderie—it was a silent expression of his fears.
He was worried for us, just as much as we were for him. The unspoken understanding in that moment weighed heavily on my heart, and as we drove toward the building where Simone was holding Alison, I sent up a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess.
I prayed for victory, for survival, and for all of us to make it out alive. Not one of us could afford to fall.
The building loomed ahead, a stark, intimidating structure that seemed to pulse with danger.
We arrived quietly, spreading out with practiced precision. It was a large hall, and as we approached, we spotted several guards stationed at the e
