Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 1093

Connor's voice echoed in the darkness, and Chloe broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

He sounded more panicked than she'd ever heard him, trying to calm her even though his own voice was barely there.

"Hey, don't cry, babe... I wish I could reach over and wipe your tears right now."

Chloe could picture exactly what was happening-he was pinned under the rubble, totally stuck. She was almost sure he'd thrown himself over her when everything came crashing down. He had to be in terrible pain.

"Are you okay? Does it hurt?" she asked, voice shaking.

Connor let out a soft laugh, trying to sound tough.

"No, it doesn't hurt. Not at all."

But Chloe could hear it-the way he was forcing himself to sound okay, the weakness in every word.

She wanted to cry even harder, but held it in. If she lost it now, it would only make things worse for him.

Everything around them was pitch black. Only their shallow, uneven breaths broke the silence.

Neither of them knew how deep they were buried, or what was happening outside, or if there was even a chance they'd make it out alive.

A sick feeling settled in her chest. The odds weren't good.

"Connor... we might really die in here," she whispered.

"We won't," he said, as if sheer willpower could make it true. "My brother will find us. He won't give up."

She wanted to believe him. She could picture his brother-probably tearing the earth apart to get to them.

hundreds of meters underground?

herself

okay? Hang on until he finds us. You can't die, Connor.

hear it in his voice-he was hurt bad, maybe worse than he'd let on. Her heart was pounding, every second

to reassure her, his

I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay

minute colder than the

she said quietly,

"Yeah. Of course."

secret? I actually liked

mean at Bluewater Bar, when you thought I

smiled in the

"Nope.

was five, at

You used to sit on this bench every morning at

to

such a good-looking boy?

get you to notice me-like dropping my ice cream

hair clip near the bench so I could come look

wasn't a coincidence, either. I followed you. You looked so sad, and I

someone

you might

we went back together, I gave you a lollipop? I'd been saving it since the first time I saw you. I told myself, someday I'd hand it to you, and

little at

in our story, but really, it was just a little five-year-old girl who'd already

let out a

just... a shame I forgot about

for a moment, genuinely surprised. He'd always thought the river was where it all began. He never realized Chloe had been watching him long before