Lena felt like she was trapped in a nightmarish place, surrounded by horrible creatures that seemed to be tearing at her body. The pain was excruciating, and she wanted to scream, but her voice felt stifled.

After what seemed like an eternity, she sensed a faint coolness, and she managed to move her lips, finally mustering a few words. “Water… Water…”

Then, someone dampened a cotton swab with water and gently touched it to her lips. It brought relief, and her intense feelings of agitation and anxiety began to ease. She struggled to open her eyes.

“You’re awake?” A familiar voice reached her.

Lena’s heart raced. Her awareness gradually returned, and her surroundings started becoming clearer. “It’s… you?”

The man before her appeared somewhat different from the Chris she knew. Her image of Chris was that of a charming and honest person with a strong, rugged face projecting a tough and sturdy demeanor.

But now, his eye sockets looked hollow, dark circles ringed his eyes, and his beard was unkempt. Despite this, his smile remained just as she remembered.

Lena gazed at him for a moment before speaking in a daze, “You… Why are you here? I…”

“Calm down. Save your energy,” Chris quickly advised, then briefly explained her situation, “When I found you, you were badly hurt. I rushed you to the hospital, and the doctors worked for two days to pull you back from the brink of death.”

body slightly, only

the surface.” Chris carried on while moistening her lips. “They’re quite severe,

her seriously.

the events and

she departed from the Thompsons’. Her goal was to investigate Kaitlyn. Instead of using her ID to buy a ticket, she hitchhiked the entire way. While traveling, she sensed that

days ago, those pursuers attacked her right after she passed through the

throbbed. Some events were fragmented. She recalled it being the most brutal fight she had ever

she softly replied, “I

chaotic then. They were ruthless, aiming for my head. It was clear they wanted me dead! At that moment… I couldn’t clearly see

have been excruciating, even for a man. How much pain was she enduring

now, focus on recovering. We can

might not identify those individuals, I know who sent

“What?”

“It must be Kaitlyn!”

into his eyes, her

expression darkened, his brows furrowing.

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