Sia POV

The air was thick, damp, and suffocating as girl Sia and I moved deeper into the underground. Every step echoed, the tension between us a silent third presence. It was clear there was something on her mind, and I could feel it growing heavier as the minutes dragged on.

"Hey," girl Sia broke the silence, her voice low, hesitant. "Can we talk for a sec?"

I glanced over at her, noting how tense her posture had become. "Sure, what’s up?"

She turned off her comms, a clear sign this conversation was one she didn’t want the others to hear. I hesitated for a moment before switching mine off...