18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 212

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.

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

managed to feed her half a bowl of chicken soup, and Rosie quickly fell asleep again. When she woke up again, it was midnight. Rosie

upright, as it made her

her medicine,

finally relaxed a bit, "Shall we go

by others.

Hummer at Eastwood Eden and chose an off-road vehicle

while Stella sat in the back taking care of

be there too, he came out of

rest." Stella rolled down the

We also received our food and fresh water supplies. I told the committee about your special situation. They registered

in a storeroom with three iron doors. The distribution window didn't hold a large

at Eastwood Eden, after the hailstorm had stopped, Mark had organized everyone in

to the large area, they had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian

now. We'll come to pick it

apartment, as soon as they opened the door,

"Don't disturb

air conditioner and put Rosie on the

by the bed,

taking care of her.

bed from the living room into Rosie's

Jasper was constantly on edge. He just grabbed some food to fill his stomach, "Stella, how's your

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

in the same bed, so Stella saw no reason to be coy. She lifted her shirt to show him

about. We should be thankful we survived

tsunami and a hailstorm, what other

took a bath, adjusted the air

woke up early. The first thing he did was to check on Rosie. The little

not be severe. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief, gently stroking

then sat on the couch in a daze, "Stella, I think I had a

asked, "What

felt her memory was very

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