Lucy’s POV
I tried to stretch my legs, but they felt impossibly heavy—like stone. Something was wrong.
When I opened my eyes, I was met with nothing but darkness. I blinked, assuming my vision needed a moment to adjust. But after several attempts—closing, opening, rubbing—I was still surrounded by pitch black.
Panic began to rise in my chest.
What’s happening? Am I blind? No, no, that can’t be!
Where was I?
Where was Kenneth?
The air felt thick and suffocating, like I was trapped in a hollow space with no walls, no ceiling—just endless, crushing gloom.
Did I… die?
My mind raced, flashing back to the moment Kenneth told me he was betrothed.
Oh my God. Did I die after hearing that?
My breath hitched. I began to hyperventilate.
But if I died… why am I here? Isn’t there supposed to
