18 Floors Above the Apocalypse

Chapter 429

Chapter 429

Jasper might have been clueless before, but after nine years with Stella, he'd picked up on everything he needed to know. Stella didn't hold back. "Yeah, your sister's all grown up."

Jasper paused, feeling a mix of happiness and a touch of melancholy.

"What's wrong?" Stella teased, tapping his chin playfully. "Not thrilled that Rosie's growing up?"

"Of course I'm happy. It's just... time flies, you know?"

Stella chuckled, "Feeling like an old dad who's going to walk his daughter down the aisle soon?"

Jasper opened his mouth, struggled for words, and finally admitted, "Yeah, and you're turning into an old mom, too."

But growing up was something to be celebrated. If their parents could see them from the beyond, they'd surely be comforted.

Raising a child in a post-apocalyptic world was no small feat, especially with Rosie turning out so well-most of the credit went to Stella. He wrapped his arms around Stella and kissed her. "Stella, thank you for all these tough years."

Feeling playful, Stella flirted back, "So, how do you plan to thank me?"

As their kisses deepened, he murmured, "My life for you."

Stella laughed, "What good is your life to me?"

He whispered in her ear, "What about my body, does that work?"

Stella playfully kicked him, "Be serious."

She went to deliver sanitary pads to Rosie and then turned to Jasper with a knowing look. "What are you waiting for? Clean up."

After five days in the submarine, Rosie's period had ended.

Blue Blue's relentless scratching finally paid off, clearing its body of barnacles over the past couple of days, and it hadn't reappeared since.

The silence of the deep sea was eerie, and the initial wonder at observing the marine life had turned to ennui. Not even the prettiest jellyfish or the strangest creatures could stir much excitement in the trio and their dog. Meals were eaten in silence, punctuated only by the clink of cutlery, chewing of food, and the sound of breathing.

Even Cooper's snoring had lost its charm, becoming a source of oppressive irritation.

Stella recognized the signs: deep-sea cabin fever was setting in.

cramped space could suffocate the spirit if

ease the stress, they surfaced the

open view, and soothing music

cracking sunflower seeds on

fans of such pastimes, took turns patrolling the

the seeds and noticing Jasper's furrowed

the sea. "I've got this feeling we're being

someone who'd lived two lives, wasn't to

scanned the horizon with

"Our

us from afar, and we

that's what kept them comfortable. But as ordinary people with limited resources, they couldn't ignore that others might have far

hundred countries, and despite the catastrophic disasters, the

watch us?" Stella frowned slightly. "To see Rosie and me

mused, "Maybe I'm just

they took a deep breath

from that

No disturbances, for now.

hundred nautical miles, they

and the bottom of

couldn't focus on,

was referring

submerged, even amidst severe human

shattered and nations became mere "nations," if they faced survival threats and dropped their national façades, it could lead to even

if you didn't provoke others, they might

see the future, Stella comforted herself, "There's always a way

lead

breached and flooding,

hatch, struggling in vain to open

body jerked awake in the pitch

enveloped

buried her face

patted her back gently, and

time, it was

drinking

offered his arm as a pillow, and eventually, her breathing evened out to

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