When the Womb Whispered Secrets

Previously

…Sarah, trembling but upright, looked at Eleanor, then at the altar, and finally at the fading symbols on the walls. The air, though still heavy, no longer felt suffocating. The oppressive stillness had been broken, not by violence, but by a profound shift in energy. “It’s over, Miles,” she whispered, her voice filled with a weariness that went beyond the night’s events. “The cycle… it’s broken.” The echoes of the past still lingered, a faint hum in the silence, but the immediate threat, the chilling purpose that had driven Eleanor Vance, had been extinguished. The womb had whispered its secrets, and Sarah had finally understood.