Thunder cracked outside, a stark contrast to the oppressive silence within Ava's estate. Shadows danced along the walls as the storm raged, echoing the turmoil in Ava's mind. She paced the study, her thoughts a chaotic swirl. Liam stood by the window, his silhouette stark against the flash of lightning.
"We're running out of time, Liam," Ava whispered, her voice barely masking the tremor beneath. "The alliance... it's growing stronger. And we're still in the dark."
Liam turned, his eyes hardening. "We've trusted the wrong people. This is more than just a conspiracy; it's a betrayal."
Ava clenched her fists, feeling the sting of betrayal acutely. She had placed her trust in those she thought were allies, only to be deceived. "We need to find out who's behind this," she said, determination sharpening her tone. "Before it's too late."