18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 212

Stella fetched some medicine, mixed it with water, and fed it to Rosie.

She was not the best at comforting people, "Rosie is so strong. She won't leave you."

Jasper didn't respond. He quietly sat beside his sister, gently stroking her cheek, "It's all my fault. I failed to protect you."

Stella sighed inwardly. He had done his best. Who could have predicted a sudden hailstorm thousands of feet in the sky, with hailstones as big as fists? In their previous life, there had been no hailstorm.

He was human, not a god. There was no need to blame himself so much.

In an apocalyptic world, no one could truly protect others.

"Rosie, please wake up. You're the only family I have left."

Sensing Jasper's sorrow, Stella gently placed her hand on his shoulder, "You have me too. We'll be okay."

Jasper gripped her hand tightly, "Stella, thank you for being with me."

Perhaps it was Rosie's tragic death in his previous life that had shattered his usually calm demeanor. Stella could feel his helplessness and despair, but apart from being there for him, there was nothing she could do.

She checked on Rosie every half an hour, and Jasper stayed by her side without leaving.

At noon, Stella brought him some soup, but he had no appetite.

The brain was too complicated for Stella to treat. All she could do was observe from the outside, and the situation seemed relatively stable.

Around three or four in the afternoon, Rosie groggily opened her eyes, "Jasper?"

Jasper was overjoyed, "Stella, Rosie woke up."

Stella hurried over, "Rosie, how are you feeling?"

Rosie opened her eyes wide, staring blankly at the people before her, even reaching out to touch, "Jasper?"

Then, she started to dry heave, the world spinning around her.

vision blurry, looking tired and sleepy. But after some simple questioning, Rosie was still conscious. It was clear that she had a severe concussion, but they could not let their guard

a bowl of chicken soup, and Rosie quickly fell asleep again. When she

couldn't sit upright, as it made

medicine, Rosie fell

a bit, "Shall we

less likely to be noticed by

their Hummer at Eastwood Eden and chose an off-road vehicle that they

in the back taking care

at night. Christian happened to be there too, he came out of the

for now, just needs rest." Stella rolled

We also received our food and fresh water supplies. I told the

on site. The food and water were locked in a storeroom with three iron doors. The distribution window didn't hold a large amount of supplies and was replenished every half hour. The amount of supplies that were actually stolen was minimal.

had stopped, Mark had organized everyone in the community to

large area, they had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian brought out a full bucket of water,

"Please leave it for now. We'll come

as soon as they opened the door, the

whispered, "Don't disturb

on the air conditioner and put Rosie

anxious, whining by the bed,

taking care of her. If anything happens, let us know

his bed from the living room into Rosie's room,

Jasper was constantly on edge. He just grabbed some food to fill his

After applying some ice, it felt much better. Tomorrow, she would

so Stella saw no reason

nothing to worry about. We should be thankful we

what other unknown disasters were they going to

late in the night, and the two of them, exhausted, took a bath, adjusted the air conditioner to sleep

first thing he did was to check on Rosie. The little girl was sleeping soundly, her

should not be severe. He could finally breathe a

Rosie woke up, her vision was less blurry. She got up to use the bathroom and then sat on the

asked, "What was it

was very blurry. She couldn't think. Thinking made her head hurt