Chapter 66: Ciara’s POV
The days in the dungeon blurred together until I no longer knew how long I had been there. The silence was not simple silence. It was heavy, and suffocating. It felt more like a weight that pressed against my ribs until every breath felt stolen instead of given.
But today felt different.
At first, I thought my mind was breaking again, that the shadows were playing tricks with me in the same cruel way they always did. I blinked at the dim flicker of the oil lamps in the corridor, their glow spilling faintly across the stone. Only then did I realize that the walls were no longer swallowed in shadow. Every ridge in the stone, every c***k etched through the surface, seemed sharper than it had been before, almost alive beneath my gaze.
My chest tightened. My vision h
