Chapter 247


    Chapter 247 Waiting to Die.


    With no other choice, I started rummaging through the car, desperate to find anything that might help


    me out.


    “Pop…” The sound of a tiny spark igniting and then bursting into me was soft, but it reached my ears.


    I was frozen for a second before I realized the car’s interior had be noticeably warmer. Without


    thinking, I nced out the window and saw that, at some point, mes had begun to dance around the


    car, trapping it. The mountain winds were fierce, scattering embers into the trees and underbrush.


    The surrounding forest caught fire in no time at all, and with the help of the gusty wind and the


    scorching sun, the ze grew wild and unstoppable.


    Within minutes, the car filled with thick, choking smoke.


    “Cough, cough…”


    Suddenly, my nose and chest were packed with smoke. Trying to take even the smallest breath made


    my throat and sinuses scream in pain, making it impossible to breathe.


    I wanted to save myself, but I had not figured out how before the fire, and now, with the mes


    spreading, how could I possibly find a way?


    The smoke was relentless. In just moments, my chest ached with the pressure, my breathing was


    labored, and my lungs were quickly smothered in the acrid smoke. Each breath was sharp with pain.


    I could not make a sound or summon any strength.


    I knew that if the car kept burning, it would eventually explode, and I would be blown to bits with no


    suspense, dying right here.


    Though I longed to cry for help, it seemed all I could do was wait helplessly for the end.


    Realizing I was going to die here, I was not scared, just overwhelmed with a sense of defeat and


    frustration. There was so much I had not done yet, and I did not want to go out like this.


    I was not a superhero with some kind of magic trick up my sleeve. I was just an average Joe, and in a


    situation like this, all I could do was wait for the end.


    Everything before me was a blur. The severeck of oxygen to my brain and lungs left me feeling


    completely drained. My vision faded, and even my consciousness started to slip away.


    It was often said that when one was near death, one’s sense of hearing would be the first to fade. That


    was exactly how it felt, lost in an endless darkness, unable to call out or fight back. The only thing that


    cut through the silence was the erratic whoosh of the wind and the crackle of a fierce fire, and then, a


    distant ‘thump–thump‘ noise. Thump–thump….


    It was the sound of someone pounding on a car window, fading in and out. My consciousness was


    slipping away.


    When I came to, my chest and throat screamed with a searing pain.


    Chapter 247 Waiting to Die


    My body was racked with coughs, desperate to expel the smoke that filled my lungs. Gently patting my


    back, someone then slipped something over my face. Fresh air flooded my system with each breath,


    and after a few moments, my mind cleared, and I realized I was wearing an oxygen mask.


    A doctor in a white coat stood by my side, relief washing over his face as he saw my eyes open.


    “Yvette.”


    I heard Idris’s deep, soothing voice behind me. I turned to see his intense gaze. His eyes were red, his


    face ghostly pale, but he pulled me close. The soot on his face and the singed hair only made him look


    more ruggedly handsome.


    “Ssh!” A wet, ticklish sensationnded on my cheek. I reached up and felt the dampness, then


    looked into his eyes, now glistening with tears. He was crying. The oxygen made it easier to breathe


    and speak. I looked at him and said softly, “I’m okay. Don’t cry.”


    My throat was scratchy and raw, but at least 1 could talk now.


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    guy next to me, was silent. Out of nowhere, he pulled me into a bear hug, his body shaking a little as if


    he were fighting back a storm of feelings.


    The doctor who had been fussing over me got up and walked off, while everyone else found something


    super interesting to look at that was not us. I gave Idris’s wide back a few pats, feeling this warm, fuzzy


    glow inside. However, it was tangled up with a kind of achy tightness in my chest.


    After a bit, his hug was so intense I was struggling to catch my breath. “Idris, I can’t breathe,” I gasped


    out.