The darkness was merciless.
Selena plunged deeper, the abyss swallowing her whole, a bottomless void stretching endlessly around her. Cold seeped into her bones, wrapping around her like unseen fingers, dragging her further from the light, further from Damian.
No… no, no, no!
She thrashed, struggling against the suffocating force pulling her downward. Golden fire flickered at her fingertips, but the abyss smothered it instantly, snuffing it out as though it were nothing more than a dying ember.
The last thing she had seen—Damian’s golden eyes wide with anguish, his scream echoing through the collapsing rift—burned in her mind.
She had almost made it.
Almost.
A sharp voice sliced through the void.
“You should stop fighting.”
Selena’s stomach clenched. She knew that voice.
The dopp
