Chapter 281

Roshanay rolled down the steep hill. Her body an unconscious mess, tumbling over rocks and roots, each impact sending shockwaves of pain through her already battered form. The world was a blur of darkness and agony, her limbs flopping uselessly as gravity dragged her downward. Sharp stones cut through her clothing, tearing at her skin, leaving trails of blood that marked her descent like a crimson path of despair. Her head struck a rock, and she felt a momentary flash of white-hot pain before the darkness swallowed her again.

She couldn’t get a hold of anything that happened moments ago. The memories were fragmented, scattered like pieces of a broken mirror that refused to form a complete picture. One moment she had been sitting with Moosa, her heart full of hope and anticipation, imagining a new life with him. The next moment, chaos had erupted—gunfire, screaming, the acrid smell of smoke and blood filling the air. The birthday party that had seemed so innocent had transforme