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.

tired and sleepy. But after some simple questioning, Rosie was still conscious. It was clear that she had

of chicken soup, and Rosie quickly fell asleep again. When she woke up again, it

it made her

giving her medicine, Rosie

relaxed a bit, "Shall

was night time, less likely to be noticed by others. Stella led him and Rosie away

their Hummer at Eastwood Eden and chose an off-road

while Stella sat in the back taking

there too, he came out of the security room,

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

also received our food and fresh water supplies. I told the committee about your

iron doors. The distribution window didn't

hailstorm had stopped, Mark had organized everyone in the community to collect

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

for now.

their apartment, as soon as they opened the door, the

whispered, "Don't

the air conditioner and put Rosie on the

anxious, whining by the bed, questioning what

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

living room into Rosie's room,

condition was still being monitored, and Jasper was constantly on edge. He just grabbed some food to fill his stomach, "Stella, how's

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

no reason

We should be thankful

tsunami and a hailstorm, what other

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

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

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

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

asked, "What was

She felt her memory was very blurry. She