When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 640
“Damn! How are we going to get out of here? It’s a sea of mountains!” One woman eximed in shock.
Nora looked at the hill range that seemed to go on forever. Holding onto her forehead, she was
probably starting to feel restless, just like I was.
Nevertheless, she sighed, “Let’s move on. There’s no way we can’t find our way out.”
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Easier said than done. We went around in circles for who knew how long, moving from one hill to
another.
The sky got darker and darker while the women got worried. “I think we should find a ce to rest. If
we continue walking like this, I’m afraid we may bump into some wild animals that live here. That would
be bad.”
That was not an unreasonable request. At first, everything seemed fine, as we were able to identify
traces of human passage. But after walking for several hours, as we ventured deeper and deeper into
the forest, I realized there were almost no traces of human beings left.
Nora turned to face us. She went silent for a while and eventually agreed. “Okay, let’s find a ce to
rest for the night.”
We had no means of making fire. We had made our impromptu escape without bringing along extra
clothes or food.
Fortunately, after walking for a little while longer, we found arge and sturdy tree with a giant hole
underneath its roots. Someone must have dug it out some time ago. The size of the entrance, however,
was barely amodating.
As women, we were rtively petite in size, so we had little issue crawling into the hole.
The sky had gonepletely dark by the time we entered the hole. Night had fallen. Each of us
reluctantly found a safe spot and sat down.
There were five of us in total. Besides Nora and I, the names of the three other women with us
remained unknown.
As we huddled in the hole, we began to make introductions. The other three women came from
different ces.
One of the thin, dark-skinned women was Tabitha. She came from Xenhall. The other one was called
Laurel, who lived along the coast. She looked to be in her mid-thirties and was on the chubby side,
which might be due to hormonal imbnce. Her cheeks had been visibly covered in e for quite
some time, especially along the jawlines. Some of them had formed pus and turned white, while a few
had reddened and looked about to pop.
Another woman hailed from a farming vige in the southwest. Her name was Tessa Dixon. She was a
bit plump with medium-length hair. Her eyebrows highlighted her forehead wrinkles, which made her
seem at least ten years older than she actually was.
As we talked, I got to learn about their situations.
In the beginning, I thought the crooks were targeting young and beautiful women only, but it turned out
not to be the case. Perhaps they just wanted women. Any woman would do. As for what they wanted
us for, we would never know.
After a short chat, weid down in the hole to get some rest. I heard Tessa reciting some prayers close
to me, but I could not make out what she was saying.
The forest wasrgely empty. Her chanting was not exactly loud, but in the quiet forest it sounded eerie
and frightening.
Tabitha and Laurel were understandably scared, but they stayed curled up in the hole, hugging
themselves tightly and not saying a word.
But Nora did not hold back. Her brows arched, she told Tessa what we were all thinking about. “Hey,
we all know that you believe in God, but can you please recite your prayers in your mind, and not say it
out loud? You’re going to attract wildlife if you go on like this.”
Tessa, annoyed by the interruption, produced a furious retort. “God will only protect us. He will not bring
us harm.”
Nora did not argue with her. Instead, she rolled her eyes and, when the chanting resumed, said, “Look,
if it means so much to you, please do it outside.”
Tessa went quiet after that. The mumbling stopped.
Tabitha and Laurel exchanged nces. Neither had anything to say. Shrouded in darkness, all of us
remained silent.
Luckily for us, nothing happened during the night. We lived to see another day.
The next day.
Birdsong in the forest was music to the ears. By the time I woke up, Tessa had already left the hole.
Nora had been resting on her knees when the noise roused her from her sleep. She looked around
nkly.
Her delicate face, reddened from being held down for too long, only served to highlight her fairness.
She looked much prettier.
“Wake up!” I called her, as I got ready to head out.
Nora nodded, rubbed her face, exhaled deeply, and asked, “Has someone gone out?”
I nodded and was about to head out when she made to follow me. However, probably because she had
kept her legs pressed for too long a time, she stumbled before she could even stand up properly.
I lowered my gaze at her. Helplessly, she said, “I must have stayed hunched over for too long. My legs
are numb.”
Smirking, I lent a hand to get her up and out of the hole.
We found Tessa sitting on a tree trunk outside the hole, chanting prayers to her heart’s content. She
was not exactly loud, but her recital sounded like buzzing noises, and it was bing irritable.
Nora smacked her lips in response as irritation crossed her face. “Geez, do you have to make so much
noise so early in the morning? Give it a rest.”
Tessa whipped around to re at her, said nothing, and got back to reciting her prayers.
“Why don’t we look around and see if we can find any fruits? After that, we can look for some real
food.” I suggested. I looked up to find that the trees had managed to block most of the sun, its rays
sparsely spilling on the ground.
We had woken up to greet a new dawn, apanied by birdsong and the cool morning breeze. I
breathed in the air provided by the forest and felt instantly refreshed.