Chapter 134 Final Destination

• Willow’s POV
• It was a small, simple thing, a phone lying on the stone floor of the room.. I hadn’t expected to find it, but there it was, tucked behind a pile of sheets, like some forgotten relic. My fingers trembled as I picked it up, feeling the weight of it, the symbol of the connection to the outside world. A lifeline. The voice of a friend, a reminder that not everything in my life had been consumed by darkness.
• I didn’t hesitate.