Chapter 67
- Hazel stood at the window, her brow furrowed in a deep frown.
- In her hands, she held a steaming cup of tea, but she barely noticed the warmth of the drink. She was lost in thought, her gaze fixed on the reddening sky outside.
- The setting sun cast a crimson glow over the city, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding. Something was coming, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.