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.

of meters

she forced herself to sound

he finds

move an inch, crushed beneath the weight of earth and stone. Chloe could hear it in his voice-he was hurt bad, maybe worse

tried to reassure her, his

promise, Chloe. I'm not going anywhere. I'll

by, each minute colder than the

quietly, "let's just

"Yeah. Of course."

a shaky breath. "Can I tell you a secret? I actually liked you from

at Bluewater Bar, when you thought I was a

in the

"Nope.

was five, at

first time by the river-it was on the hospital lawn. You used to sit on this bench

just to

remember thinking, 'How can there be such a good-looking boy?

obsessed over how to get you to notice

could come look for it. Every day I just wanted

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

someone

you might jump, I couldn't stay quiet-I had to

remember, when we went back together, I gave you a lollipop? I'd been saving it since the first time I saw you. I told

laughed a little at

just a little five-year-old girl

out

shame I forgot

moment, genuinely surprised. He'd always thought the river was where it all began. He never realized Chloe had