Chapter 227
Suddenly, a voice called out from above. Amara froze instantly.
She looked up, squinting at the light streaming through the hole above her. Peering down was a head she
couldn't discern in the darkness but recognized by its voice and hairstyle-it was Finnian.
Could it really be him? Amara wobbled to her feet, feeling dazed. She opened her mouth and softly called
Finnian's name.
She hadn't expected to see someone she knew, fearing her mind might be playing tricks on her out of sheer
desperation.
"It's me, Amara. Don't be scared. I'm coming down to get you."
That familiar voice echoed down to her, and before she knew it, someone jumped through the dark opening. The
man landed with a soft thud, sending a mild vibration through the ground.
He was standing right in front of her now, his warm breath mixing with hers, blocking the light and making him
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtall the more real.
In disbelief, Amara reached out and touched his wrist, the normal body temperature. Her eyes widened. "You
came?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Don't be afraid."
Tears clung to Amara's lashes as she looked at him, seemingly hard to process the situation; her usually steady
voice trembled with emotion, tugging people's heart.
Finnian watched her for a moment, and then suddenly pulled her into a hug, repeating, "Don't be afraid."
In that moment, Amara didn't register how unusual this gesture was. She was simply too frightened.
Just a minute ago, she had been gripped by the terrifying thought that she might die here, alone and unnoticed.
But in the next moment, this man appeared like a guardian angel.
She wasn't even thinking about how
he was the last person she'd expected to see; she just felt immense relief. She cried softly on Finnian's shoulder
for a moment, and then lifted her head to wipe her tears, murmuring repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you so
much."
Finnian patted her shoulder and comforted her once more, "Don't be afraid," as he switched on his phone's
flashlight to illuminate their surroundings.
It was only then that Amara realized they were in a small underground chamber, maybe four or five square
meters, surrounded by loose dirt. No wonder dust kept tickling her nose.
She sneezed a couple of times in a row, looked up, and estimated the height of the hole. It seemed around two
or three meters high-just low enough to jump down without
getting deadly hurt. *
As she regained her composure, a thought struck her, and she asked, "Mr. Everly,
I'm really grateful, but why did you jump down here?"
She appreciated Finnian coming to her aid, but shouldn't he have stayed up there
to call for help while waiting for her? Why did he cdown?
Now, there were two of them needing rescue. It seemed a bit absurd.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFinnian glanced at her, sidestepping the question. "Don't worry. I'm calling Will. He'll help us out."
With that, he turned on his phone screen and dialed Will's number, explaining the situation in a few words. Then
he hung up, saying matter-of-factly, "Will's on his way to get us."
Amara was at a loss for words.
There really hadn't been a need for all this. Even if Will was the one to eventually help her, Finnian could've
stayed up there. Why did he jump down too?
The more she thought about it, the strangert seemed. But regardless, Finnian was the one who'd saved her. She
wasn't going to criticize him. She forced a smile and said, "Thank you, really, I'm very grateful."
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