Chapter 157 Finding Zara Again
- The room is quiet again—but it’s no longer serene. It’s the kind of silence that comes after a storm, when something destructive has been unleashed and there’s no taking it back.
- Imani stands frozen in front of her phone, which is still mounted on the tripod. The screen stares back at her—comments pouring in, hearts flashing, emojis dancing like sparks from a wildfire.
- But she doesn’t see any of it.