Bella POV

I hit the ground hard. The fall knocked t⁠he breath out of⁠ me, but I⁠ forced myself upright. My h⁠ead spun, and the air felt heavy, like the entire place was holding its breath.

I pu⁠shed my hair out of my face and t⁠ried to see where I was. The chamber was wider than I expect⁠ed, its ceiling lost in shadows. Above me, A⁠lfred’s voice ec⁠hoed faintly through the crack—but ...