Chapter 14: The River’s Vow

I leapt into the Foster River. The water closed over my head.

Cold shot through me, sharper than ice. Mud squelched around my boots as I let the river swallow me whole, the sky vanishing in a blur.

“Mother, you were wrong.”

Today, I will reclaim all my power. I’ll rise to the highest place in the land. For Big Ben. For everyone, to seek justice.

Every muscle in my body screamed to move, to fight, to demand what was right. Grief twisted into something harder—a promise.

As the river swallowed me, I made a silent vow—this world would remember the last Foster.