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.

like leaky tap water as she shut her eyes hopelessly. She

her down on a tumble on the ground. The beam crashed down mere seconds after they rolled away.

being moved out of the way. Her focus wasn’t on the beam but the man who shielded her with his body. She could

and wanted to say something, but Joyce ran over and shoved Shane off her, helping her up on her feet. She checked

But Mr. Shane…” She looked at Shane as the man stood up, looking slightly wretched with his dirtied attire. Still, his appearance did

you doing? Why were you standing there like a statue? Do you have any idea what

only to see her in danger. He was certain his

shudder in fear. She lowered her

was the one who couldn’t accept the fact that the fabrics were ruined, that’s why