Chapter 24: Cold silence
The cold was relentless. It pressed in from every direction, wrapping around Lyra like a vice, squeezing the warmth from her bones. The forest, once her sanctuary, now felt like a trap. She had thought she could outrun her heartbreak, thought she could escape the pain that Ronan had inflicted on her. But the world had conspired against her. She had fled into the night without a plan, without a destination, and now she was paying the price. Her body trembled violently as the cold seeped into her skin, leaving her shivering uncontrollably on the ground of the small clearing. She could barely feel her fingers or her toes anymore, and her breath came in shallow, labored gasps. The tears had long since stopped, though the ache in her chest remained. Her heart was broken, but it was her body
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