Chapter 80 No More Doubt

• The tension in the air was suffocating as Amara and Damian stepped into the dimly lit warehouse. Every shadow seemed to shift, every sound amplified. They weren’t alone.
• Damian’s hand hovered near his concealed weapon, his posture rigid and alert. Amara mirrored his stance, her body coiled with anticipation. They had walked into danger before, but this time, it felt different. More personal.
• A slow clap echoed through the space.