Chapter 134

Megan's POV

I felt myself slipping away, consumed by a darkness that threatened to engulf me whole. My mind was a jumble of worries, my heart heavy with the weight of my son's troubles.

Chris, I heard was trapped in a world of pain and danger. The syndicate's grip on him tightened every day, and I felt powerless to help.

Now, we have been brought to the same level with no one to help us.

I was losing my grip, my strength failing me. Sleep eluded me, food tasted like ash in my mouth. The world around me was a blur, a distant hum that I couldn't quite focus on. I was trapped in a prison of my own fears, unable to escape.

I tried to muster the words to comfort myself, but they felt hollow, empty.

"You have to hold on, Megan," I whispered, but the words were a lie. I wasn't holding on.

I was sinking, slipping deeper into the abyss of depression, and I didn't know how to stop the fall.

All I could do was feel the pain, the