SARAH
I opened my eyes to realize that all I had was a dream. In the dream, the moon goddess appeared to me again.
All this while, I had begged her to show me a way out, to guide me to freedom. But she stayed silent, watching as I endured. And now, just when I was losing hope, she finally came to me, but it wasn’t about me.
It was about Henry.
Her voice was clear, echoing in the emptiness of the dream.
“If you go against my instructions or try to change the path I have laid, you will both fail. Fate cannot be rushed,” she warned, her eyes glowing with the power of the moon.
I wanted to scream at her. How was I supposed to save someone else when I hadn’t even saved myself? How could I help Henry escape and remain behind in this place of despair? Nothing about it made sense, and yet h
