Chapter 918
Chapter 918
Everything finally seemed to calm down. Agnes realized she wasn't too worse for wear. Though her
back screamed with pain—as if smacked by a sledgehammer, but her mind was clear.
She was alive!
Agnes' first instinct was to check on Yara in her arms. Thank heavens, Yara was unharmed. But she
seemed petrified, her little body stiff, her face etched with fear.
Agnes soothed her, "Yara, it's okay now, really, there's nothing to be scared of."
Suddenly, Yara blurted, "Blood, your forehead..."
Agnes reached up and felt warmth. Her hand came away slick with blood.
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Agnes, feeling a wave of dizziness, quickly tied a makeshift bandage with a scarf. She wanted to leave,
to escape. But they were trapped. The fallen floorboard had created a protective triangle where Agnes
had taken cover. A tiny space, but enough for Agnes to have dodged death.
Yet, that also meant they were buried beneath the rubble of the collapsed building.
Standing was impossible, let alone escape.
Their only option was to await rescue.
Agnes was sure someone would come, but the odds weren't in their favor.
The entire building had come down.
They were buried at the very bottom.
Rescuers would have to move a mountain to get to them.
And their exact location was a mystery.
With limited rescue resources and equipment, the teams outside were still clearing the path.
Agnes could only wait. Waves of fatigue hit her, urging her to sleep.
Silence surrounded her, but as consciousness blurred, it was as if she could hear voices.
Someone was calling her name, she tried to respond, but her voice was gone.
Time lost meaning in that confined corner.
In her haze, it felt as if she was lifted and carried away.
Agnes saw a face.
Ryder. He was speaking to her, calling her name. Yet, the scent of blood was overwhelming.
Agnes was so tired, and her eyes closed slowly.
When Agnes woke, they said a day and night had passed.
Opening her eyes in the infirmary, Agnes tried to sit up but had no strength.
Agnes was weak but shook her head slowly, then she seemed to remember something, "Yara?" New
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Relieved about Yara, Agnes allowed herself to relax a bit.
She closed her eyes again, then asked, "How long was I buried?"