Chapter one hundred and seventeen

Zach’s POV

I didn’t need to keep suffering like this. I had done my best to apologize but it was time to move on.

With each swing of my sword, I poured my heartache into the relentless movements. The blade sliced through the air, the metallic ring of steel against the air echoing through the night. Tears mingled with the sweat on my brow, my emotions fueling my every strike.

Hours passed, but I did not relent. I pushed my body to its limits, my muscles burning with exhaustion. The pain in my heart became a strength, harmonizing with the clash of steel and the rhythm of my pounding heart.

As the nights still approached dawn, I collapsed to my knees, my breath ragged and labored.

She would be gone by morning if I was correct. And I would never see her again.

The exhaustion threatened to consume me, yet I didn’t see the pain going down.

Suddenly, I felt dizzy as I closed my eyes and fell to the ground. My body was weak and tired but I didn’t care.

I could feel that something was wrong w