CHAPTER 86: let go

ATLAS'S POV

With a mix of anticipation and trepidation, I made my way towards Nyx's room.

Earlier, I had managed to get the keys to her room from Savio. As I approached the door, my heart pounded in my chest, the weight of uncertainty pressing upon me.

Inserting the key, I turned the doorknob and stepped inside, closing the door gently behind me. The room was a mess, a reflection of the turmoil that had consumed Nyx's soul. Clothes were strewn across the floor, books lay scattered haphazardly, and the air was heavy with an eerie silence. Panic began to rise within me as I frantically searched for any sign of her.

A faint sound emanated from the bathroom, drawing my attention like a magnet. My steps quickened as I followed the source of the noise, my breath catching in my throat. And then, I saw her.

Nyx was on the bathroom floor, her body convulsing with deep sobs, blood pooling from her hands. Shattered fragments of mirrors lay scattered around her, a haunting reflection of her inn