Chapter 115 This Isn't Over

• Ashlyn
• I followed the trail with trembling hands, clutching Asher's little toy like it was the only thing anchoring me to sanity. Every turn, every step brought me deeper into a growing sense of dread, but I couldn't stop. I wouldn't stop. Something stronger than fear pulled me forward, a mother's bond. That invisible, unbreakable thread between my heart and my child's.
• "Marco," I whispered, phone still pressed to my ear, my voice barely above a breath. "I can feel it… He's close. Just a few more steps."