Leah's POV
I despise the darkness. Ever since I was a little girl, I've had a phobia of dark, narrow places.
“Leah, are you okay?” Finn turned back, concern etched on his face.
"I... I don't know, Finn. Something's wrong," I whispered, feeling light-headed and disoriented.
"Can you walk? Do you need me to carry you?" he asked, already moving towards me. Before I could respond, he had scooped me up and slung me over his back.
At that moment, the world spun chaotically around me.
"Hang in there," Finn urged, picking up his pace. "We’ll be there soon."
Even as my head swam, my mind raced uncontrollably. Anxiety gripped me, and I couldn't shake it off. Was it because of the pregnancy? I didn't know. I had never felt anything like this before, but then again, I had never been in such a d
