Chapter 46: I'm just an ordinary person, Allison said, with an air of carelessness in her voice.
Kellan, despite knowing perfectly well that he had just ingested poison, remained calm.
His lack of anger or threats only piqued Allison's curiosity even more.
He spoke with a candor befitting the seriousness of his situation.
We're both very smart, so let's pretend none of this ever happened.
The rain drummed incessantly against the leaves, creating an almost hypnotic rhythm.
The air became colder and more humid.
As she finished her sentence, Allison wrapped her jacket around her and walked to the fire for warmth.
Kellan realized that she was still wearing damp clothes, which brought back memories of the night they had spent together and awakened a feeling in him.
disturbing.
Of course, I'll pretend nothing happened, he murmured, his tone reflecting a mix of irritation and resignation.
He expected her to bring up their previous encounter, but her unflappable demeanor made him think again of the tip he'd left.
on the table His nonchalant attitude towards the incident was infuriating.
Kellan's expression darkened as he opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, he realized that Allison had already fallen asleep, her body slumped against the stone wall.
Her sleep was restless, probably because of the adrenaline that the situation had caused or the biting cold.
In her dreams, she relived a harrowing escape from murderers in her adolescence.
Huddled instinctively, as if trapped in a nightmare, Allison soon felt a warm presence at her side.
It was comforting and familiar, and it calmed his frayed nerves.
She moved closer to the warmth and her forehead relaxed as she fell into a deeper sleep.
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight gently woke her up.
Allison opened her eyes groggily, taking in her surroundings.
As he moved, something fell to the floor: a jacket.
He recognized it as Kellan's.
Kellan himself was sitting near the entrance to the cave, his broad back protecting it from the wind.
Allison was not able to understand his feelings; They were a tangle of confusion.
It had stopped raining and, when he stood up silently with the intention of calling for help, he noticed Kellan's flushed face and stopped.
"You have a fever," he said, trying to wake him up.
Kellan, still hurt and cold since the night before, he had a high fever.
Infections seriously worried him.
Probably, he murmured, his voice hoarse and his skin burning to the touch as he slowly opened his eyes, revealing red streaks in the whites.
Allison frowned and considered going out to get water to cool him down.
But before he could move, a voice echoed in the distance: it was Emanuel.
There! There is a cave! I see Allison.
Emanuel, although older, was still as sharp and quick as ever.
He ran towards them, almost tripping over the thorns in his path.
When he finally saw Allison and Kellan safe and sound, tears filled his eyes.
Thank goodness you're fine! When you didn't come back last night, I immediately sent out a search party, and all we found was blood! Emanuel's voice wavered, relief and anger mixed in his words.
His frustration grew as he spoke.
The police detained an armed suspect, but that scum managed to escape! How can someone attack innocent people for no reason? Allison remained silent, not wanting to add to Emanuel's concerns.
Seeing him discreetly wipe away his tears, she quickly changed the subject.
I'm sorry.
"I've lost all the bamboo shoots you worked so hard to dry.
" Kellan immediately took responsibility, his tone serious.
This is my fault.
I brought Allison into this.
I'll fix it.
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Forget it, wheel boy! Emanuel interrupted, pulling them both into a tight hug, his eyes brimming with tears as he saw their wounds.
Forget bamboo shoots.
I am grateful that you are alive.
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