Chapter 100 The Signal Of Hope
- Alessia’s Pov
- The night air was thick with humidity, clinging to my skin like an unwelcome embrace. The only light guiding us was the pale glow of the moon breaking through the dense canopy above. I gripped the straps of my backpack tightly, feeling the weight of uncertainty press down on my chest.
- The ship was gone. Hundreds of people had died in the explosion. And now, we were stranded.