Chapter 93

As darkness settled over the quiet room, Darren found himself alone with his thoughts. The events of the day weighed heavily on his heart, and he couldn't shake the restlessness that gnawed at his very core. Tossing and turning in his bed, he grappled with the decision of whether to confront Lucy once more, to see with his own eyes the truth that had been whispered behind closed doors.

Images of Lucy's anguished face flashed through his mind, each one etching deeper into his consciousness. The memories of their shared laughter, their tender moments, seemed to mock him, reminding him of what they had lost. He yearned for the connection they had once shared, the love that had bound them together, but now it felt like a distant dream slipping further from his grasp.

Darren's fingers clenched and unclenched, his mind a swirling storm of conflicting emotions. Should he approach Lucy, risking her fury and the torment that lay in her words? Or should he stay away, trusting that the council w