Chapter 89 Precaution

• Marco
• “Are you alright?” I asked Ashlyn, my eyes locked on her frozen figure. She stood there unmoving, as if the very air had drained from her lungs the moment Ashley disappeared from our sight. I could feel the heaviness in her breathing, the tremor that slowly coiled itself around my chest as well.
• She glanced at me briefly, her eyes were cold on the surface, but behind them, fear flickered like a fragile flame struggling against the wind.