Chapter 68

• Chill ran down my spine. I gasped and pulled out of my bedsheets. Cena was dead?" I stammered, my mind struggling to process the implications. "How? What happened?"
• His gaze held mine, and there was a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "They say he was poisoned this morning. I don't know the details, but we need to act fast. If he's truly gone, your mother is in immediate danger," He warned.
• "Poisoned?" I repeated, my mind racing to connect the dots. Fear gripped me as I considered the possibility that my actions had inadvertently led to his demise.