Chapter 11: Fading Light
Chapter 11: Fading Light
Under the water, Elena’s vision began to blur. The burning in her chest transformed into a terrifying numbness. The desperate, thrashing movements of her limbs slowed. The survival instinct that had driven her to fight was slowly being replaced by a deceptive, dangerous sense of peace.
She felt the baby move inside her one last time—a weak, fading flutter.
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I'm sorry, she thought, the words echoing in the silent, watery tomb.
Her mind drifted from the cold darkness to a warm, sunlit memory. She saw Lily, her four-year-old daughter, running across the lawn in a yellow sundress, laughing as she chased a butterfly. The memory was so vivid, so beautiful, that Elena wanted to stay there forever. She slowly stopped fighting the chain. She let her arms drift to her sides. She closed her eyes, surrendering to the dark, liquid void, her body going entirely limp.
