18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 369

Chapter 369

Hunter's eyes widened as realization hit him. Panic seized his voice as he blurted out, "Was it you who hit me last night?"

"Yep." Rosie's voice was soft, but there was a sharp edge to it. "I spared your life last night, but you just had to push your luck. It's really irritating."

"It wasn't on purpose, I swear! I didn't know it was you. Please, give me another chance."

Shaking her head, Rosie refused, "I already gave you a chance, but you blew it."

Despite Hunter's usual bravado, he knew when to grovel. He started sweet-talking urgently, "My dad's a big shot in Raven Port, and he's helped a lot of people during the disaster relief. You guys benefited from that help too. He's only got me as a son. Can't you spare me for his sake?" Rosie had her own principles. "Hmm, your dad's a good man, which is why I spared you. Last night, I didn't take your life, but you still had the nerve to try and take ours."

She smiled at him, her voice cold as ice, "Besides, your dad is your dad, and you are you. They're not the same."

Hunter felt a chill run down his spine. "I'm sorry, I really am. Rosie, please, have a heart and let me go."

"I don't like letting things go; they tend to leave a stench," Rosie replied, unimpressed.

Her eyes slowly filled with a deadly resolve, and Hunter knew she meant business. He scrambled desperately on the ground, crying out in despair, "Dad, save me, please save me!" But in the desolate miles around them, his screams were futile.

Rosie watched him crawl, waiting until despair consumed him completely before raising her gun...

It was her brother's lesson all over again a clean headshot.

catharsis. Stella approached and patted her on the shoulder, "Rosie, you

deep breath and hugged

the body there, disposing of it and erasing their tracks. For safety, they moved their hideout that night,

her brain for treatments-massaging his back, applying acupuncture, brewing medicinal pastes. She was grateful for the years of dedication and the skills she'd learned from

both courage and confidence. She was both terrified and incredibly lucky. One natural disaster after

few hours, and he expressed his guilt, "Stella, I'm putting you through

especially a big guy like Jasper. But having survived life-and-death situations and still being able to care for the one she cherished was a luxury she

the process, "Actually, you've been the one taking care of me for years-tolerating and indulging me. It's my turn

great. What tolerance

to her life. Living was important, but living with quality was paramount. She lay beside him, her heart brimming with contentment and anticipation, "When you get better, will you continue to care for, tolerate, and

Jasper kissed her forehead.

they playfully bantered, she didn't

care, while Rosie and Cooper handled patrols and security. Under her attentive care, Jasper's back was healing, and he could now bear the pain to take a few steps. Gazing out at the sunlight beyond the RV, he felt a sense of unreality, "Is this

thinking about?" Stella asked as she brought over a bowl of soybean and pigtail

was honest, "I'm wondering if this is reality

dreams, some as sweet as the present moment, but he would wake up in a dark cave. Stella understood his uncertainty. When she first came back to life, she was haunted by nightmares, constantly

leaned forward and bit his shoulder hard. Jasper yelped in pain. Satisfied, Stella smiled, "Still

slight smile on his lips,

I

but now you're even

"So you still think I'm not

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