When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 741

Now that no one was around to talk to me, the pin-drop silence in the pit intensified the crippling terror within me.

The boggy soil reminded me of the night I had the miscarriage. My body couldn’t help trembling like a leaf.

I couldn’t afford to let fear overtake me, or else I would probably kick the bucket here. There were so many things left undone. I had yet to raise Summer up and achieve my dreams.

“Scarlett, can you hear me? I found some branches. Be careful, I’m dropping them now.” Laurel’s voice came from the opening of the pit.

“Okay, do it,” I replied.

In the next second, some branches fell from above, and she asked, “Scarlett, why did you ask for the branches?”

 

I felt for the branches on the ground. Holding it in my hand, I knocked against the ground and found that soil around me was pretty solid.

I took a few steps forward hesitantly. “I’m using them to check my surrounding, because I’m afraid that I might fall into another deeper pit.”

 

“I see, you’re really smart. Hold on, I’m going to find a vine now.”

Then, I could no longer hear her voice. I continued to scan my surrounding with the branch in my hand. After a few steps, I noticed that something was wrong. The soil beneath my feet was too marshy. To my dismay, I found myself sinking gradually.

I broke out in a cold sweat. At once, I knew that I had stepped

head and

she was nearby and rushed over when she

in trouble.” Deep down, I felt a little despondent. “I think I

shrieked all of a sudden. “What should we do

hopeless, my body sank

hang on for a little longer. Don’t panic!” Trying my very best to keep calm, I racked my brain for a solution, recalling that

much harder. Breathing a

I would sink at a slower

clap of deafening thunder roared, following

the swamp, I would never be able to climb out of here. Once the rain became heavier, water would accumulate in the pit, and I would get injured or even killed. To make the matter worse, a landslide might happen, and Laurel would be in

raining already. What should we do now? Why is Tessa taking so

down in

fell and slowly flowed into the

would be just my luck if the ground in front of me was still swampy. If it wasn’t,

deep breath, I clenched my fists. With all my might,

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