Chapter 98

• PERLAH'S POV:
• The hours crawled by with agonizing slowness, each second stretching into an eternity. The chaos outside showed no sign of dying down, in fact, it was getting worse. The reporters had multiplied, their relentless shouting echoing through the walls like a never-ending storm. Every so often, the crash of glass breaking or the dull thud of something heavy hitting the building sent jolts of panic through me.
• My cramps were a constant, unrelenting force, clawing at my insides and draining me of what little energy I had left. I’d curled into a ball on the couch in the corner of the office, clutching my stomach and trying to keep the pain from overtaking me completely.