Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 441 The Depth Of Mitchel's Love (Part One)

"Uh..." Raegan woke up, coming back to consciousness. Without meaning to, she moaned from the pain.

Gradually, she opened her eyes, feeling bruises and discomfort everywhere. Yet, through the pain, a spark of happiness ignited. She was still alive!

Raegan lifted her arm, trying to move the hair blocking her view to take in her surroundings.

At a glance, everything appeared okay, but a closer look nearly. scared her senseless.

She found herself in a small hollow partway up the mountain. Directly beneath her was a sheer drop, plunging hundreds of meters down! Next to her, an old, oversized tire rested.

Back when Raegan teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, she recalled how mud had shoved her away, triggering her survival instinct to grasp onto whatever was within reach. It seemed this tire had saved her from being buried alive.

Yet, her current predicament felt almost as dire as a burial. The depression was barely large enough for one person. Any slight movement threatened to dislodge more stones.

She even questioned if the ground under her could hold anything heavier than fifty kilograms.

Moreover, the night looked to be falling in less than two hours.

Raegan knew she couldn't count on luck to prevent her from dozing off and falling.

Looking around in desperation, panic started to set in. When hope seemed lost, she spotted slight movements in the vines close to her hollow. An idea sparked. She tried reaching out for the vines.

But the moment she moved, rocks above tumbled down. Frightened, Raegan flattened herself against the mountainside, and the stones hit the tire, rolling off silently. This showed just how deep the drop was.

Raegan dared not even breathe, worried more rocks would come crashing down.

Maintaining still for a while, the ache in her body grew worse. With no signaling devices and unable to call for help loudly, Raegan didn't know how much longer she could hold on. In this dire situation, waiting meant certain death.

In her deepest despair, voices echoed nearby. "Anyone here?"

"Is somebody out there?"

"Miss Foster!"

"Raegan!"

like salvation! Raegan heard it clearly. It was Mitchel! How had he come here? Wasn't

with relief, Raegan began to call out,

the sound

was paralyzed with fear, afraid to move or make any

of the search party calling for her

lost, she noticed the vines beside her moving gently. This sparked an idea. She reached out

tied the vines together and started swinging them. The length of the vines meant even small movements could cause noticeable

attention

naturally refrained from recklessly attempting to climb the vines. Given the vines' exposure

On the ground.

and his four agile guards were searching through

accessible to

Misael. Misael had diligently kept track of the direction in which Raegan had been swept away,

area was

search elsewhere, and

about to leave, he noticed slight movements in the vines on the ground. He thought it was the wind at first and

hearing any

increasingly precarious. She realized she couldn't stay put. The ground was about

Raegan decided to act. At that moment, she made

vines to hold her, she

falling rocks. The earth split beneath her, creating

downward, screaming

she had been standing on just

other option, Raegan bit her lip, swayed her body to find footing, and attempted to stabilize herself against the

it herself. Instinctively,

the vines could support her. Raegan climbed with caution, absorbing the discomfort. Hope was nearly in her grasp. She was just a few

then, there was a loud snap

One vine broke!

left,

her

The other vine that was

a beat. Desperately, she extended her arm, trying to grab something solid, but her hand