18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 119

Chapter 119

You just couldn't pull the wool over his eyes.

Feeling embarrassed, Stella played dumb, "I think there's been a misunderstanding, I'm not trying to hide anything from you." "Do you want to know?"

"Know what?"

"My secret."

No, Stella didn't want to know. She still wanted to live, not be silenced or dissected.

Jasper kept on planting potatoes, "Stella, I trust in time."

What the hell was he implying?

Stella sensed that something was amiss and awkwardly said, "I'm sorry, I'm just naturally suspicious and find it hard to open up to people."

Despite being given a second chance at life, her post-traumatic stress disorder hadn't disappeared. She was trying to control it, and it was much better than it was at the beginning.

Jasper repeated, "You're doing just fine. I would be the same."

Well, didn't he contradict himself there? Forget it, she'd just play dumb.

After planting potatoes, they headed to 1803 to cook.

They agreed to start cooking together on Christmas Eve, taking turns for lunch and dinner.

Stella's Christmas supplies weren't going to be enough for all three families, so they had to pool resources. She provided 5 pounds of frozen potatoes, a fish, and considering her dog was a big eater, she added some grains and pasta. Jasper contributed a bag of frozen pears, 10 salted eggs, and two pounds of pork belly.

Room 1803 provided the heat source, gas, rice and oil, and some drinks.

Christmas Eve dinner was the most important meal of the year.

the kitchen, with Stella giving pointers. Soon,

of other families' dinners. Hmm, their food couldn't compare to what was cooking on the

midst of a catastrophic winter, being

pound of relief food per person to ensure

total amount of food distributed was staggering due

shredded pork, beef stew, fish soup, pork soup with radishes, and a big

The colorful confetti

such a warm atmosphere for the first time. She didn't know what the future held, but she felt a

cooking

who do you think

'take care of'? Stella frowned, these two

calm, "Yes,

to Cody and Lukas, her eyes twinkling with

were sure to get a beating,

warm and everyone ate

the dishes. Lukas and Angela boiled some lemon tea and

iPad. She had downloaded a lot of movies, TV shows, and variety shows from various

slowly munching on snacks. Cooper squeezed in next to her, resting his head on her leg, his bright eyes staring at her. Stella had no choice

his eyes to

peanuts for him. She didn't shell many, not wanting to spoil

worried about bankrupting 1803. She deliberately

it was already late at night. She went home, showered, put

she was about to fall asleep, her walkie-talkie

was just

left 1803 together, could

the other end of the walkie-talkie, "Stella,

and saw that it was just

Merry Christmas to you and Rosie too. I

and Cooper be happy and

"Woof!"

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