Chapter 163

Chapter 163:

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Rain battered the treetops, soaking her to the bone. The drops stung as they struck her skin, cold seeping into her limbs.

With no shelter in sight, Cathryn could only huddle against the rough bark of a tree, silently begging the storm to pass.

Night crept in, the rain showing no sign of stopping. The air turned sharp and chilly, and her soaked clothes clung to her like ice. Cathryn’s body began to shake uncontrollably, each shiver a warning—hypothermia was setting in. She knew she couldn’t hold out much longer.

Disoriented and barely able to think, she stumbled forward. Through the blur of darkness and rain, she spotted a makeshift shelter of straw, faint firelight flickering inside.

Relief washed over her.