Chapter 131

Blake's POV

The night enveloped me in its chilly embrace, casting an eerie silence over the surroundings. Above, the sky displayed a haunting hue of red, as though symbolizing the spilled blood that tainted the world. I found myself seated at my office table, where an overwhelming sense of emptiness permeated my being since Chloe's departure. Deep inside, I felt lifeless, my body moving mechanically to fulfill its duties while my soul remained lost, and my heart hollow.

The purpose that once fueled my existence, embodied by Chloe and our lost child, had vanished without a trace. I believed that nothing could stir me from this state of desolation, until Arthur burst into the room, his eyes filled with a hint of panic. In that moment, my unmoved heart began to race with an unexpected surge of emotions.

Something had gone terribly wrong. With a sense of foreboding, I inquired, "What happened?"

"Blake... there's some bad news," Arthur hurriedly replied, his words hanging in the tense air.