Chapter 76
Bella
“This storm is insane,” I muttered, more to myself than to him.
"Yeah," Marcus agreed. "I've never witnessed anything quite like it."
I glanced at him, noting the dark circles under his eyes and the way his shoulders drooped. Despite everything, he appeared exhausted. And perhaps, just maybe, I could find a sliver of sympathy for him.
"Do you think this house can withstand this calamity?" I asked, the fear weighing heavily on my heart. I didn’t want to die here, not now, not like this. I desperately wanted to live.
"One can only pray," he whispered, and I studied him closely.
Did he risk his life to come here for me? The thought disturbed me, and I tried to push it out of my mind, silently praying to God that Marcus and I would escape this place safe and sound.
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