Cassandra Kane
Cassie trailed behind Desmond as he led her deeper into the woods. The dense canopy of trees seemed to swallow the moonlight, but every so often, the silver light would break through, casting an eerie glow across the forest floor. The shadows stretched long and thin between the trunks, twisting in the dark like living creatures. Cassie’s heartbeat pounded in her ears, each beat a steady reminder that she had no idea what she was about to witness, and the tension that radiated from Desmond only heightened her anxiety. His shoulders were tight, his movements almost stiff, as though he were preparing himself for something monumental.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” Desmond’s voice, low and steady, held an edge of hesitation. It was as if he were bracing himself for her
