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.

still conscious. It was clear

soup, and Rosie quickly fell asleep again. When she woke up again, it was midnight. Rosie was feeling much better

it made her feel dizzy

medicine, Rosie fell

finally relaxed a bit, "Shall

be noticed by others. Stella led

at Eastwood Eden and chose an off-road

drove carefully, while Stella sat in the

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

now, just needs rest." Stella rolled down the window, "How about you

our food and fresh water supplies. I told the committee about your special situation.

the committee had implemented strict security measures fearing chaos 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. Once the situation stabilized, supplies would be

after the hailstorm had stopped, Mark had organized everyone

large area, they had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian brought out a full bucket of water, "This is what Mark

leave it for now.

soon as they opened

"Don't

on the air conditioner and put Rosie

whining by the bed, questioning

is hurt. From now on, you're responsible for taking care of her. If anything happens, let us know

dragged his bed from the living room into Rosie's room, staying by her

constantly on edge. He just grabbed some food to

guessed it was a soft tissue injury. After applying some ice, it felt much better. Tomorrow, she would apply some medicinal alcohol and a plaster. Jasper was concerned, "Let me

in the same bed, so Stella saw no reason to be coy. She

nothing to worry about. We should be thankful we

a hailstorm, what other

night, and the two of them, exhausted, took a bath,

thing he did was to check

it should not be severe. He could finally breathe a sigh of

her vision was less blurry. She got up to use the bathroom and then sat on the couch in a daze,

asked, "What was

couldn't articulate it. She felt her memory was very