Chapter 67 I'll Be There

• ARDEN
• I blinked my eyes open. Pain immediately flared across my shoulder blades and thighs. My arms felt as though I had used them to wrestle the ground itself. I tasted dirt. My head throbbed, and my lips were dry. It was so, so dark.
• I groaned, pushing myself up from the forest floor, my body screaming in protest. I’d definitely rolled down the cliff—probably hitting every root, rock, and regret along the way. But I was alive.