Savannah's POV
Have you ever heard the story of Powell?
The ancient myth tells of a Titan who challenged the gods of Olympus and received eternal punishment for his defiance. He was condemned to hold up the heavens on his shoulders, preventing the sky from crashing down upon the earth.
I never imagined I would find myself relating to such an old tale. Yet here I sat at this wooden table, staring across at the man who could destroy everything I had left.
The weight of the world pressed down on my shoulders. Each breath became a struggle as my lungs fought against the invisible pressure. I tried desperately to steady my racing pulse, but my efforts proved useless. My chest rose and fell in erratic patterns that contrasted sharply with Dennis's unnaturally calm composure.
