"I'm sorry, Lady Cassandra," a voice whispered, a pang of guilt in every syllable
A chilling sensation washed over Suzy as she struggled to stay afloat. The cold, murky water enveloped her, threatening to drag her down into the depths. She gasped for air, her lungs burning with each desperate breath. A faint voice echoed from above, a mournful cry that seemed to pierce through the darkness.
"I'm so sorry, Lady Cassandra,please forgive me." The voice whispered again, a testament to the harsh reality of her predicament.
Suzy strained her neck to look up, her vision blurred by the water. A figure stood at the edge of the well. As she focused, she could have sworn she saw tears streaming down the figure's face.
Desperation fueled her every movement. She kicked her legs, trying to gain momentum. Her fingers clawed at the slick stone walls, seeking any way out, any hope.
