The roar of the waterfall was deafening, drowning out the thoughts swirling in their minds.
Darth, Volkan, and Tan stood at the edge, frozen in place, their eyes wide with shock.
The sun had been shining just moments ago, casting a golden hue over the scene as Lucia had stood on the rocks, her back to them.
They'd been chasing her, her breaths ragged, their voices urgent.
And then, in a blink, she'd turned, taken a step backward, and let herself fall into the rushing water below.
Now, they were paralyzed, staring at the empty space where she had been, struggling to process what had just happened.
"Did she really…?" Darth's voice trembled, his gaze still locked on the churning water below.
Volkan, beside him, was equally silent, his mind racing.
Darth kept scanning the water, hoping, praying that maybe, just maybe, he'd see her resurface, struggling against the current.
