Matt pressed on, his body pushed to its limits, the exhaustion taking a toll on him. Despite the physical strain, he knew they couldn't afford to slow down. The stakes were too high, and they still had to keep moving. Clayton's surprise appearance was not unwelcome, but Matt hated to admit it. He was annoyed though. Clayton had abandoned Camden when she needed him most. Now he was here to play White Knight at the eleventh hour.
As the night wore on, Matt's nerves frayed, his senses attuned to every sound in the darkness. He could hear the thumping of his own heartbeat and the rhythmic pounding of his feet against the ground. In a soft voice, Camden spoke up, her concern evident. "Can't we stop for a bit? You need to rest," she suggested. Matt's determination remained unyielding as he repl
