Olivia
The wind howled outside, its mournful voice echoing through the dense trees that surrounded the cabin.
Inside, the room was bathed in a dim, golden light from a single bedside lamp. The warm duvet wrapped around me felt like a thin shield, one that seemed increasingly insufficient against the unseen terrors lurking in the darkness.
Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the leaves, made my heart skip a beat. I found myself holding my breath, straining to decipher if the noises were just nature’s whims or something more sinister.
Beside me, Nathan lay still, his eyes trained on the ceiling.
Every so often, he would turn to me, his gaze searching mine, trying to decipher the tumult of emotions I felt. I could sense his own anxiety, tightly reined in but
