*~~Chapter Eighty-Six~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

I can't tell you anything that happened the night before. It was as if the world had dissolved into a haze of disjointed memories and fleeting sensations. I remember feeling drowsy, a thick, oppressive fatigue weighing down my eyelids, making every blink a struggle. There was also a pervasive sense of fear, like a cold hand gripping my heart, sending chills down my spine. My thoughts were muddled, tangled in a web of confusion and dread, making it impossible to grasp onto any coherent recollection.

The very next morning, though, a new kind of exhaustion had settled into my bones. I was tired of being sick, tired of the relentless cycle of weakness and helplessness. The moment my eyes fluttered open, I knew something had to change. Gathering what little strength I had left, I forced myself out of bed, determined to break free from the suffocating grasp of my illness. My limbs felt like lead, each movement slow and laborious, but I pressed on.

As I stood on shaky le