Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

However, there was no water in the cave. Besides the rocks, there were only dried branches and leaves.

If they couldn’t get out and she kept being on fever, Armand couldn’t imagine what would happen.

If they just sat and wait to be saved, they would have to wait for a long time. Theresa couldn’t continue waiting upon her current status. He put her down gently, walked to the entrance, and looked up. The entrance wasn’t straight from the ground above, so he couldn’t see anything above at all. All the light came in through that narrow crack.

Looking at Theresa who was lying next to him, he whispered, “I’ll definitely help you out of here.”

He didn’t fear death, but he couldn’t let Theresa die.

He took off his shirt and shoes. Clinging his skin to the rock would increase the drag force, which would help him to climb. Since the entrance was broad flat, he estimated the distance. Then he turned his body aside, supported himself with his legs against the rocks on both sides, and started climbing up.

However, when he started moving practically, he found the distance between the two rock walls was not the same. The higher he climbed up, the wider the gap was. His legs couldn’t be opened up so widely in the end. Even if he could move to the side, he couldn’t keep climbing up.

He hadn’t eaten for a whole day and night, so he was a bit weak now. His body suddenly lost some strength, and he slid down again. However, he didn’t give up. He tried again and again but fell all the time.

In a daze, Theresa faintly saw a figure climbing up to the entrance of the cave. He went up and fell, again and again. She tried to remind him not to waste his energy, but she was too weak.

When she was locked up, she was afraid that the food and water were with some drug, so she dared not to eat at all. Now she was on fever, so she was way too weak.

She wanted to stop him but couldn’t speak out at all.

Armand’s strength became less and less after he fell again and again. In the end, he was too worn out, looking up in despair.

It was alright if he would die, but what should Theresa do?

appearance and voice, and tried her best to survive. Would

or tears dropping from the corners

what

squinting. Her eyes were blurred, so she couldn’t see

“I’m not afraid of death at all. I feel good when dying with you together. At least, we

that he shed

you or I don’t love you. It’s because... whenever I recalled it, I would have a nightmare for a long time, but right now, I want to tell you. I’m afraid in the future I wouldn’t have the chance to have the nightmare at all. I’m afraid I would have no chance to confess my

old I was at that time. Probably I deliberately

my father. I saw her take a man home and have sex with

his expression, but she could

because that woman was his mother. He hated her for being so

to anyone, and even Boyce

his grandmother had brought

away when he

of thing lasted for half a year. I hate it because I have such a mother, but I couldn’t choose from which woman’s belly I should be born. Her affair would be found by others sooner or later, but I never expected that day would come so fast. It happened so fast that I was

within a short notice, so he went back home earlier than planned. He found my mother’s affair, caught her adultery with the man on

neck with

impulsive and hurt seriously when

of her. I had thought I could let go, but my love to her had turned to reluctance already. I wasn’t still

reluctance in those ten years. I used to imagine what I would ask her when meeting her again. I would also scold her for being irresponsible. However, I didn’t. It was because I lost the reluctance after

you. Once I had the impulse to tell you about my past, but I was afraid that you would disdain me. I was so afraid to show you

I don’t regret sharing my past with you. My

was telling her about it right now because he thought that he would probably die here. Before