Chapter 41
- LOVETH’S POV
- No amount of work could distract me from the growing weight of my misery. Each task I took on only deepened my despair, and when night fell, it was impossible to escape my thoughts. The darkness became a breeding ground for whispers of hopelessness, each one louder and more persuasive than the last.
- “You can’t keep living like this,” the voice in my mind murmured one night, insidious and persistent.