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.

some simple questioning, Rosie was still conscious. It was clear that

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

upright, as it made her feel dizzy and

giving her medicine,

finally relaxed a bit, "Shall

time, less likely to be noticed by others. Stella

Eden and chose an off-road

sat in the

night. Christian happened to be there

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

water supplies. I told the committee about your special situation. They registered it and said you can collect your supplies

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 in the community to collect

had collected a considerable amount of hailstones. Christian brought out

"Please leave it for now. We'll come to pick

as soon as they opened the door, the dog rushed

"Don't

turned on the air conditioner and

anxious, whining by the bed, questioning what

on, you're responsible for taking care of her. If anything

immediately dragged his bed from the living room into

and Jasper was constantly on edge. He just grabbed

it felt much better. Tomorrow, she would

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

about. We should

other unknown disasters were they

exhausted, took a bath, adjusted the air conditioner to sleep mode,

was to check on Rosie. The little girl was sleeping soundly, her breathing

be severe. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief, gently stroking her

up to use the bathroom and then sat on the couch in

asked, "What was it

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

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