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?

death last time, changed her appearance and voice, and tried her best

sweats or tears dropping from the corners

what he should

around and looked at Theresa, who was half squinting. Her eyes were blurred, so she couldn’t

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

seeing that he shed tears and wept

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 love to

that time. Probably I deliberately try to ignore the things

mother cheated on my father. I saw her take a man home and

Theresa couldn’t see his expression, but she could feel his helplessness and hatred

was helpless because that woman was his mother. He hated her

never mentioned this history to anyone, and even Boyce

that his grandmother had

passed away

I couldn’t choose from which woman’s belly I should be born. Her affair would be found by others sooner

it after the incident -- my father’s business trip was canceled by the company 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 the

went home from school, I saw him point his neck with the knife. Looking at

him committed suicide in my presence. He was quite impulsive and hurt seriously when he killed them. When his reason came back,

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

ten years. I used to imagine what I would ask her when meeting her again. I would

to show you my miserable past. Back then, I thought it was because Phoebe Lewis disdained my past, she left without even saying goodbye. Hence, I was afraid you would leave me as well.

don’t regret sharing my past with you. My world is way

about it right now because he thought that he would probably die here.