The thunderous rumble of the ground shaking echoed sharply through the silence, a warning that struck with sudden, terrifying clarity. In the next heartbeat, she instinctively lifted her head, eyes wide with disbelief and horror, just in time to witness the fiery explosion consume the place she once knew. Flames erupted into the sky, sending plumes of smoke swirling upward as debris scattered in all directions like a violent storm unleashed.
"Tryson!" Angel's voice tore through the chaos, raw and desperate, as she bolted upright in bed, her heart pounding so fiercely she could almost hear it in her ears. But then, the crushing realization hit her—she was utterly alone in the room. The heavy silence that followed felt suffocating. Her trembling hand rose instinctively to her chest, where the frantic beat of her heart seemed to threaten to burst free from her ribs.
