Chapter 65

**Evangeline point of view**

The forest breathed around me, ancient and alive. Each step I took deeper into the cursed woods felt like stepping into another world. The trees here were different, twisted, dark, their branches reaching toward me like desperate fingers. The air tasted of old magic and forgotten secrets.

My heart still hammered from what happened at school. The memory of Celeste's face as I pinned her down, the terror in her eyes, the way my shadow ...