Ava’s POV

The forest closed in around me, the branches overhead weaving into a dense canopy that blotted out the moonlight. My chest burned as I pushed forward, each step carrying me deeper into the dark, unfamiliar terrain.

The faint sounds of the struggle behind me faded with every frantic heartbeat, but my mind refused to let go of the image of Joe standing there, ready to face them alone.

I had to keep moving. I couldn’t let his sacrifice be in vain.

The forest floor was uneven, littered with roots and rocks that threatened to trip me with every step. My breath came in shallow gasps, my lungs struggling...