Chapter 92

The night was thick with the acrid scent of smoke and chaos as Emma pressed her palms against the cold glass of the window.

Her breath came in short gasps, each inhale laced with the unmistakable smell of burning wood and the faint cries of distant voices.

She turned to Luna Essa, who was crouched beside her, both of them hidden away in the dim light of the underground room Luna Essa had secured for them in the park house.

The shadows danced on the walls, flickering ominously with the glow of the fires raging outside.

“Emma,” Lunaessa whispered, her voice trembling slightly. “We have to stay quiet. They can’t find us here.”

But Emma couldn’t tear her eyes away from the scene unfolding beyond the window. The night sky flickered with the bright flashes of flames consuming their world.

The once-peaceful neighborhood, filled with laughter and life, now lay in ruins, the homes of their friends and families reduced to mere shells engulfed in flames.

Suddenly, a sharp pain pie