Chapter 354

Rupert let go of her and slumped against a rock, silent.

No one spoke. It could have been a minute or an hour.

Eventually, he shifted his position, one knee drawn up for support. His voice was softer now. "Sylvia, what am I supposed to do?"

Sylvia blinked, confused by his question.

She turned, lips parting to answer, but before she could speak, Rupert's head suddenly dropped, bumping against her cheek.

His forehead was icy. She noticed right away-his usually strong, tall frame was trembling.

In the darkness, Sylvia fumbled closer, checking his wounds.

The shirt she'd used to bandage him was soaked through with blood.

She tore another strip from her sleeve and did her best to tie it tighter.

But it wasn't helping. Rupert only looked worse-his lips pale, jaw clenched, sweat beading on his brow. His hair was damp and stuck to his forehead, and his eyes had that hazy, feverish look.

"Uncle Rupert?” she whispered.

He didn't answer, every muscle tense like he was fighting something inside.

have to come for her. But

Rupert's shirt and tugged at her own. After a second's pause, she pressed herself against him, trying

wrapped his fist around her

on her, but there was nothing romantic about it -just pain

his voice was rough, ragged, holding an emotion she'd never heard from him

the locator hidden in her shirt,

thoughts blurred. Then, suddenly, the sound of machinery

had already buttoned it up for

It was Naomi's voice.

come

washed over Sylvia,

woke up in a

was Naomi's anxious face looming over her. Sylvia nearly squeezed her eyes

voice came out

gave her a

time you

scare me

alert on my phone!

turned and poured her a glass

sipped gratefully, her head

I was with those two guys get to your phone? The

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