Nerves on Edge
Every unsettling sound frayed my nerves to threads. Sleep came only in bits and pieces, haunted by the anticipation of Leo’s next move.
Isabella and I shared the same fear—it felt like he wasn’t done with us yet. We lived in an endless cycle of dread and fatigue, eyes darting toward every fleeting shadow.
Still, we pressed on, sharing sighs of exhaustion and whispered words of encouragement.