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

Myra, burning

choice but to carry her on his back, gritting his teeth

darkened, 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 out first,

he shielded Myra’s head. His fading consciousness caught sight of light beams from flashlights cutting through the darkness. At the front, Sebastian was sprinting

They were saved

managed a smile before

Countless creatures stirred to life in the darkness. The rustling of monkeys jumping on the trees and the soft movement animals in the underbrush filled the air. Mosquitoes swarned relentlessly, buzzing around

for her to prepare several mosquito–repellent sachets during her helicopter ride. They worked, but the sheer number of insects meant their effectiveness was limited. Standing still for too long would practically guarantee being drained dry

concerns. Polsonous snakes, pythons,

on with her flashlight in

of being alone in such a perilous environment at night, she didn’t feel scared. Instead, her mind

bell again if she fell asleep here. Would she sleepwalk? And it she

at how

at right now.

her head, she cleared her mind of wandering thoughts and focused on the path ahead. A pile of leaves might hilde a deadly swamp,

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