Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Joyce was standing too close and debris could fall and struck her. When Natalie came to Joyce’s side and met with her reddened eyes, her heart clenched.

However, it wasn’t the time for comforts. She tugged at Joyce’s hand and urged, “Joyce, let’s go first, shall we?”

Joyce whirled her teary face around to look at Natalie. Her voice was filled with grief and indignation as she asked, “Nat, why do you think this happened? Why do we always encounter such matters?”

“I—” Before Natalie could speak, a sudden creak sounded from above them. She raised her head only to see a section of crossbeam from the warehouse splitting in half, falling right in their direction.

Joyce was shoved to the ground with a hiss. Ignoring her scraped arm, she stood up and searched for Natalie. When she saw the falling beam, she screamed, “Nat! Get away from there!”

Natalie wanted to get away too, but she had sprained her ankle when she shoved Joyce away earlier. It was too painful to even move a muscle, much less run. All she could do was watch as the burning beam get nearer and nearer to her—the raging heat and thick smoke approaching to swallow her whole.

in the suffocating smoke. Her tears fell like leaky tap water as she shut her eyes hopelessly. She

tumble on the ground. The beam crashed down mere seconds

the beam but the man who

Natalie opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Joyce ran over and shoved Shane off her, helping her up on her feet. She checked her in every direction, anxiously questioning, “Are you all right? Did

shook her head. “I’m fine. Only my ankle is hurt. But Mr. Shane…” She looked at Shane as the man stood up, looking slightly wretched with his dirtied attire. Still, his appearance did nothing to affect his temperament. On the contrary, it gave him a touch of appeal

a statue? Do you have any idea what would’ve happened if it crashed on you? You would’ve either

he arrived only to see her in danger. He was certain his heart had

couldn’t help but shudder in

if you want to scold someone, let that be me! I was the one who couldn’t accept the fact that the fabrics were