جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 42

The burning cabin threw a harsh, flickering orange light across the snow, sending dark shadows dancing against the rock wall.Simon still had Bella’s wrist in his firm grip. He didn't pull her, and he didn't run. His eyes remained fixed on the jagged eastern mountain range rising into the black night sky, his posture dead still.Shouts continued to echo faintly from the western slope behind them.Bella watched him carefully. Simon wasn't panicking; he was listening. He dropped to one knee, pressing two fingers firmly into the frozen earth beneath the ivy overhang. He held his breath, studying the shift of the freezing wind, evaluating the muffled echoes bouncing off the gorge walls.Quietly, almost under his breath, he said, “Good they’re searching the wrong side.”The shouts grew distant, moving further west down the mountain. Bella realized then that Simon hadn't just escaped the cabin he had used the terrain and the smoke to draw their eyes away, erasing their tracks into the mount