Ella’s POV
The moon hung low, casting a silvery glow over the forest as I stood at the edge of the clearing, my heart pounding. The air was thick with tension, and the whispers of the trees seemed to warn me of the impending danger.
I closed my eyes, trying to center myself, but the darkness pressed in, bringing with it a wave of unease. Visions of shadows and fire danced behind my eyelids, and I could feel the tendrils of a curse creeping into my mind.
“Ella,” a voice called softly.
I turned to see Dominic approaching, concern etched on his face. He reached out, gently touching my arm.
“Are you alright?” he asked, his voice laced with worry.
I nodded slowly, forcing a smile. “Just… a little tired,” I lied.
He studied me for a moment before pulling me into a comforting embrace. “W
