The world was tearing apart beneath them. The ground cracked like glass shattering under the weight of a thousand unspoken words. Ava's hand, trembling with the weight of her choices, reached for him—desperation seeping into her every movement. But just as their fingers grazed, the abyss opened, swallowing the world whole, separating them once more.
"No!" Her voice broke, a fragile whisper drowned by the void's deafening silence.
The male lead's face twisted in anguish, his mouth moving, shouting something—anything—but no sound escaped. The shadows rose, devouring him in an instant, leaving Ava alone. Again. Always alone. Alone in this endless, suffocating darkness that clung to her skin like a shroud.
You are always alone.
