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!"

it clearly. It was Mitchel! How had he

relief, Raegan began

she could say more, the sound

with fear, afraid to move or

search party calling for

lost, she noticed the vines beside her moving gently. This

of the vines meant even small movements

catch the attention of

attempting to climb the vines. Given the vines' exposure to the elements, there was no certainty they would

On the ground.

and his four agile guards were searching

easily accessible to the public. Search and rescue teams

Misael had diligently kept track of the direction in which

area

and Mitchel was considering changing his

the vines on the ground. He thought it was the wind

no longer hearing any rescue

rain had loosened the soil under her, making her stance increasingly precarious. She realized she couldn't stay put. The ground

decided to act. At that moment, she made a decision and wrapped the vines around her

the vines to hold

she started, a loud noise announced the falling rocks. The earth split

screaming as she

had been standing

swayed her body to find footing, and

had never done it herself. Instinctively, she copied climbing techniques, pushing against the stone

caution, absorbing the discomfort. Hope was nearly in her grasp. She

then, there was a loud snap

One vine broke!

only one vine left, supporting her weight

she hurried her ascent,

vine

her arm, trying to grab something solid, but her hand closed around a rock