Chapter 230

Isla's POV

The air in the forest was thick and stagnant, smelling of damp earth and rotting leaves.

We had been walking for what felt like an eternity, weaving through ancient trees that seemed to lean inward, their branches interlocking like skeletal fingers against the sky.

Two days of recovery hadn't been enough to fully restore me, but the urgency to find a signal, to find a way back to a lif