After the rain stopped, a damp mist still hung between the trees, carrying the scent of wet soil and fresh leaves. The afternoon sun tried to break through the clouds, creating a faint but warm orange tinge. Adora sat outside the tent, straightening a few things from her backpack while occasionally looking around.
Eric glanced at the sky that still looked heavy. "We can't walk recklessly in these conditions. The ground is still muddy, slippery, and we don't know what lies ahead."
Sam, who was already wearing a light jacket and sitting back while drying his shorts, nodded. "Agreed. It's better to stay here for now. But we have to be ready if Daren or Victor's men show up at any time."
"I'm still thinking about yesterday," Sam sighed. "When Daren said that he already knew we were here. It
