Chapter 517

The worst pain was knowing you could never make up for your mistakes,

Dexter remained silent for a moment, his eyes resklening as he said, “It’s not just you. I’m to blame too. As her father, I’ve also let her down.”

Felicia was already far away by then, out of earshot. Even it she had heard, it wouldn’t have moved her in the slightest.

Myra cried uncontrollably, het sobs wracking her body mutil she was gasping for air. After finally calming down, her fever flared up, causing her body to be burning het.

It was a bad sign

Dexter immediately recalled how she had drunk water from the leaves of the trees out of desperation carller. That water could have been contaminated with bacteria or parasites

“Let’s go We need to get out of here right now. If we can’t reach the outside world soon…” He didn’t finish the thought before pulling Myra along as they

They followed the path Felicia had pointed out, clinging to the food and water she had left them. It would have to last. According to Felicia, Sebastian was already on his way. It they kept moving, they’d eventually meet him and be rescued

burning with a fever,

her on his

and the rainforest fell into darkness. Soon, he couldn’t even see the path ahead. Before he lost all sense of direction, Dexter’s strength gave

fading consciousness caught sight of light beams from flashlights cutting through the darkness.

They were saved

a smile before passing

life in the darkness. The rustling of monkeys jumping on the trees and

several mosquito–repellent sachets during her helicopter ride. They worked, but

the least of her concerns. Polsonous snakes, pythons, and so

pressed on with

being alone in such a perilous

Would she sleepwalk? And it she did, would she instinctively fight back in a dangerous situation or

her chuckle at

at right now. Had Stanley and the others found

thoughts and focused on the path ahead. A pile of

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