Tainted Whispers
The rain did not just fall; it assaulted the earth.
Serena sprinted through the dense, shadowed paths of the Volkov estate’s private gardens, her bare feet slipping on the slick, mud-soaked grass. The dark silk slip she wore was completely ruined, plastered to the trembling curves of her body like a second skin, freezing her to the bone. Every few seconds, the sky would split apart with a flash of blinding white lightning, illuminating the wild, thrashing rose bushes around her before plunging the world back into an inky, suffocating darkness. Thunder roared directly overhead, a violent, unforgiving sound that rattled the ground beneath her feet and drowned out the sound of her frantic breat
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