This Chapter Contains Mature Themes With Mention Of Abortion, Please Skip If You’re Not Comfortable.
The concrete room had become a tomb of suffering. Sofia’s body, once resilient, was now betraying her in ways she could no longer ignore. The persistent nausea had turned into violent vomiting that left her dizzy and weak. The fever raged higher, burning through her like wildfire. Chills wracked her frame even as sweat soaked her torn clothes. Her vision blurred at the edges, and the simple act of breathing sent sharp pains through her ribs.
She tried to hold on — for Luca, for the ring on her finger, for the silent vow she repeated like a heartbeat.
He will come.
But her body had reached its limit. During what she thought was another endless night, the world tilted violently. Sofia co
