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.

was still conscious.

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

sit upright, as it made

her medicine,

finally relaxed a bit, "Shall we go

to be noticed by others. Stella led him

Hummer at Eastwood Eden and chose

in the back taking

to be there too, he came out of the security room,

okay for now, just needs rest." Stella rolled down the

received our food and fresh water supplies. I told the committee about your special situation. They registered it and said you

informed that 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

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

they had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian brought out a

thanked him, "Please leave it for now. We'll come to

their apartment, as soon as they

whispered, "Don't

air conditioner and put Rosie

bed, questioning what had happened to

for taking care of her. If anything happens, let

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

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

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

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

worry about. We should be thankful we survived another

a hailstorm, what other unknown disasters were they going

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

early. The first thing he did was to check on Rosie. The little girl was sleeping

a cerebral hemorrhage or fluid accumulation, it should not be severe. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief,

She got up to use the bathroom and then sat on the couch in a daze, "Stella, I think

asked, "What was it

articulate it. She felt her memory was very blurry. She couldn't think. Thinking made her