Chapter 47: The Choice
Alex's POV
The camp was bathed in a heavy stillness as Alex lingered by Ethan's side, her mind racing through strategies, possibilities, and one harrowing choice that loomed in the back of her mind. She had come too far, seen too much devastation, and shed too much blood to walk away now. But this wasn't just about survival anymore. It was about making sure that they weren't merely alive but free—free from the darkness that had followed them, taunted them, and ripped their world apart.
Ethan's hand was warm in hers, yet frail, his pulse weaker than she could bear to admit. Watching him in this vulnerable state was like staring at the crumbling foundation of everything she had fought for. She had learned to be strong for him, for their group, and now, as she took in the depths of his suffering, she knew there was no option left but to take the fight directly to the heart of the enemy.
