The silence that settled over the group was oppressive, punctuated only by the eerie stillness of the trees, which seemed to loom over them with an ominous presence. The air was heavy with tension, and the sudden grave silence was almost palpable. Then, Nadia's anguished cry sliced through the thick silence, shattering the stillness like a razor-sharp blade.
Nadia collapsed onto her knees and slowly crawled towards Tyler's lifeless body, her movements driven by grief. She cradled his face in her hands, tenderly caressing his cheeks as tears streamed down her face, falling onto his still features. She gently wiped away her tears, mixing them with the sorrow etched on his face.
Nadia's gaze slowly shifted from Tyler's lifeless body to Duke, her eyes blazing with a mixture of hurt, pain, and accusation. She stared at him, her face contorted in anguish, as if the weight of her grief was crushing her.
