Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 815:

She gave a small nod.

“Yes, that’s me. Who are you?”

One man quickly pulled out his phone, speaking into it with clear excitement, while another turned to her and explained,

“Someone offered a hefty reward for your safe return.”

There was no doubt in her mind—it had to be Allan.

Relief washed over her as she exhaled.

“Thank you. Could you help me get back?”

After only a few steps, one of them glanced at her foot and frowned.

“Your ankle—what happened?”

forced a

a slight twist, nothing serious. We

us help,”

her on either side, they continued forward, but before long,

their worried expressions illuminated by the glow of

evident as his tense shoulders eased. Sweat clung to his forehead,

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His voice was firm

jacket, draping it over her before swiftly lifting

leaving her

made their way back, Allan carrying her

they reached the tent, Rachel’s ankle throbbed, the

spacious, set up with everything

but before she could protest, he was already rolling up