Smoke rose to the air.
The entire house smelled of smoke. It was asphyxiating.
The house was filled with flammable materials, and there were more than ten kilograms of sketches.
The fire came quickly.
Luna had no time to think who wanted her dead; she only knew that she had to live! Nellie had to, at least!
She wrapped Nellie's body in a wet towel.
Luna found a rope in the room and tied it around Nellie. "Do you still remember the survival skills Uncle Malcolm taught you last time?"
"Yes." Nellie hugged Luna with teary eyes. "But, Mommy, if you're not going to go, I'd rather die with you! I don't want to go alone!"
"Listen to me. I'll come up with something."
Luna took a deep breath. "There are people outside. I'll lower you down from the window. Three floors down live a couple of loving elderly. I'll lower you to their balcony. Get them to take you in. Then, contact your brother and call the police. Remember, before the police arrive, do not leave the couple's home. Do you hear me?"
Luna was afraid that Aura’s men would be downstairs, too. Since Aura was already willing to kill, Luna could not let anything happen to Nellie.
"Mommy..." Nellie cried as Luna carried her to the window. "I should've listened to Nigel and object to you coming back." 3
She thought that Luna and her Daddy would reconcile when Luna came back, and the three siblings would have a loving home. Who knew?
Her Mommy was in danger time after time, yet they did nothing.
Luna helplessly patted Nellie on the head. "Even if you were to object, I'd still come back. Don’t worry, I won't die. Go first."
"Mmh."
The little girl wiped her tears and carefully grabbed onto the rope. She lowered herself down slowly.
When they were overseas, Uncle Malcolm trained the three of them on survival techniques. Nellie was always the one who had the best results.
Back then, Luna thought that Joshua was the vicious one.
However, at that moment, she realized that Aura-who used to be her good sister-was much crueler than Joshua.
They were...clearly a match made in heaven. 1
Her sight grew blurry, but before she passed out, she seemed to have seen someone kicking the door open.
Joshua came running in with a worried and anxious look. He immediately lifted her up. 1
This must be a dream.
Being carried in his arms, it felt familiar yet strange to her. It was so warm she felt like crying.
She cried.
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