Ava's mind reeled as the darkness closed in. Every breath was a battle, every thought a storm. The Abyss wasn't just a place, it was a presence, a force that gnawed at her very core. It whispered insidious promises, tugging at her deepest fears and her most desperate desires. Her body trembled as she took another step forward, the chill of the Abyss wrapping around her like icy chains.
"Ava!" Lucas's voice was strained, distant. She could hear the pain in his cry, the desperation clawing at his words, but it was fading—drowned out by the Abyss's relentless pull. His voice felt like an echo, a fading memory from another life. A life she wasn't sure she could go back to.
"Let him go," the Abyss whispered, its voice smooth and serpentine, curling around her mind. "You belong here, Ava. With me."
She stopped, heart pounding, torn between the warmth of Lucas's love and the cold seduction of the Abyss. For a moment, she couldn't tell which one was stronger.
