Chapter 93
Falling Apart (Part 2)
(Amara’s POV)
The cabin was dark and cold, the silence broken only by the occasional creak of the old wooden beams. I lay on the bed, my wrists sore from the bindings.
I had managed to free myself once, but Naveen had caught me before I could escape. Now, the bonds were even tighter.
I listened intently, trying to pick up any sounds from outside. Naveen had been gone for hours, and I had no idea when he would return. My thoughts drifted to Jay, wondering if he was still searching for me.
Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Naveen stepped inside. He closed the door behind him, a smug smile on his face.
“Good news, Amara,” he said, his voice dripping with false cheer. “I’ve made a new friend.”
I glared at him, my heart pounding. “What are you talkin
